#twisted wonderland × bottom male reader

[aki-shun]

◈Stained Love◈ [M!Reader x YAN!OB!Malleus Draconia]

This story will change according to the choices, just like in the game. So yes, there will be a special vote for this episode. Which end will we reach first (〜￣▽￣)〜

Part-1 Part-2「here」

TW: somnophilia(?), some unauthorized things, it’s not healthy , masturbation, smut, Using the blot as a lubricant (Don't ask why)

Sorry for bad grammar (English is not my first language)

Your head is on his shoulder. His right hand is wrapped around your waist, barbed vines wrapped around your legs and ankles like a chain. His left hand was roaming your calves. Every now and then, his hand would squeeze your hips, then lightly caress where he squeezed. He tilts his head towards you, inhaling your scent, rubbing his nose against your temples. It made it easier to access by leaning you back a bit. He kept humming his song, rubbing his nose on your neck. He licked a strip from the lower part of your neck to your chin.

Ahh if you knew what you did to me. How you it affects me, how you it triggers me~

His embrace tightened as he continued to fiddle with your neck. The pain between his thighs increased as he dealt with you. These feelings, which he had suppressed for a long time, were no longer suppressed by his will. This defenseless and inviting state of you, this sleeping state of yours, where your face takes on the sinless and innocent expression like an angel, was weakening him. But his will was still standing. He couldn't defile you before he could tell you about his feelings for you. His mind was fighting a great battle between his desires and his will. He was snapped out of his thoughts as a drop of blot dripping from his face fell onto your lips. The stain drains from your lips, dripping down your chin.

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┗━━━━•❅•°•❈•°•❅•━━━━┛

He was whimpering against your neck. His hand was stroking his cock hard. He had dreamed of you most of the time. But he's never masturbated thinking about you before. Although the blot in his hands was intense, it facilitated the movements of his hands.



He hums the song while whimpering.



Your collarbones are visible because the top buttons of your shirt are open. He bit your collarbones lightly, leaving a mark or two. The softness of her skin made her want to do more. But he wasn't going to do that by his decision, just yet. He quickened his movements as he inhaled your scent. Who knows what would happen to his reputation if someone saw him doing this right now. But right now there was only him and the others(and you) sleeping. They were all in their happiest dreams right now. He snuggled closer to you and his movements began to become more harsh.



He hadn't done anything like this in years. He spent most of his time learning string instruments and studying royal lessons as the future king. So this feeling of pleasure he was experiencing now caused him to come sooner than usual. At the same time, it was effective in you sleeping on his lap. His semen was dense, and there was also black blotting fluids alongside the white fluid. (Either because it's out of his body or because he's using the blot as a lubricant. The choice is yours. :)



He exhales deeply. He whispers some kind of magic, and the mess he's made is gone. He is looking around with his eyes. Everyone is sleeping. Everyone who is sleeping is in the most beautiful dream right now. Everyone who sleeps… is in the fairy tale where they are the most beautiful - the most desired - heroes of their own. He looked at you again.

What kind of dream are you having, my beautiful thorn?

◸Zelf’s cat was jealous. So you have to wait for more… ᓚᘏᗢ◿

Voting for the next episode is in my blog.

[mariondeux]

dont ask how i appeared in your inbox again but Idia shroud with the dub con and sex tapes

— SYNOPSIS ; Idia has you in his bed, jerking you off all while you’re completely ignorant of the amount of screens capturing this moment with you.

CW ; NSFW, Dub-con, non-con sex tapes, Idia being creepy, Idia lowkey being a stalker, handjobs, masturbation

WORD COUNT ; 612

PAIRING ; Idia Shroud x Male!Reader

FEMALE ALIGNED DNI.

“Hold on, Idia- “You look back at the head boards of Idia’s bed and back to Idia, who was currently on top of you and hugging your body close to his as he eagerly slipped his calloused fingers past the hem of your pants.

“Do you think if I streamed us fucking, a lot of guys would raid my stream to watch you get your ass plowed?” Idia grit his teeth, biting back a groan as his fingers felt up your thigh underneath your pants. You squirm underneath him, your hand holding onto his arm with a weak grip as you muttered a shy ‘no.’

His hand moved over to your crotch, cupping your cock as he palmed you in your pants. You closed your eyes shut, attempting to get Idia to stop by pushing on his shoulders. However, he just seems to get more persistent with you. You don’t bother questioning why he stops holding you close to him, creating a distance between you two to slip your dick out of your pants. At any angle (excluding from behind) they could clearly see Idia working you up, getting you to stiffen up in his hand.

“Idia… Idia, wait, oh my god…” Your hand wrapped around his wrist, cock twitching in his hand. His rough hand pumped your full length, stopping every couple of seconds to tease the tip and running his thumb across the slit. His breathing grew heavier, clearly turned on by the reactions you were giving him.

He hoped to fucking god he didn’t make the same mistake as last time and the cameras were rolling. You were so oblivious to the fact that there was a reason he kept his computers and monitors on. You didn’t even realize that they were angled differently, all facing the bed.

All while you were acting so vulnerable with him, letting him work you towards your orgasm no matter how many times you weakly protested, he was recording. He recorded as many angles as possible to get a good all around shot of you coming undone. This wasn’t the first time he’s captured your most vulnerable moments on camera. You’d yet to realize that the more you invited him into your dorm room, the more he gained the courage to hide cameras in your room. He hid one in the eyes of your favorite stuffed animal, in your clock, under your bathroom sink, places he could hide a camera really well in and places you wouldn’t think to check.

Sometimes, he’d catch live footage of you masturbating in your bed, and he’d use that to masturbate with you. Technically, he was taking part in mutual masturbation. You just weren’t in the same room with him, nor were you aware he was jacking off with you.

Admittedly, initially, he was paranoid that you’d find the hidden cameras or notice the different angle of his screens. That you’d call him a freaky pervert. But he’s been doing this for a month by now, maybe more than a month. You were stupider than he thought. It wasn’t a bad thing in particular. He viewed this as a plus one.

Idia jerked you off quicker, using his other hand to cup and fondle your balls. He watched as your back slightly lifted off of his bed, hips lifting into his hand as a silent plea for more of his touch. His mouth morphed into a wide, creepy smile, lowering his head to drag his tongue up your inner thigh. You immediately threw your arm out, digging your fist into his blue blanket as you let out gasps.

He was definitely going to masturbate to this later.

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[kaisers-house-of-desires]

I've been thinking about yandere Malleus again and how well you wrote that scene out. ❤️ May I get another yan!Malleus but with corruption kink and size difference? (Over a foot's worth of size difference.) - Starlight

Why of course, Starlight~ I hope you enjoy this continuation of your previous request~

Title: Crime and Punishment (Continuation of The King's New Toy)

Characters: Malleus x m!Reader

Contains: Dark themes (Yandere), corruption, size difference, rough sex, restraints, stepping, overstimulation, orgasm denial, hand job, pet names (love, dear, pet, darling) we're back in Diasomnia's dungeon, double dick Malleus

Fandom: Twisted Wonderland

Full request below the cut

All characters are 18+

MINORS, FEM ALIGNED, AGELESS/BLANK BLOGS DNI

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"I can't believe my toy would try to run away..." Malleus slowly circled you, eying you like a predator hunting its fresh prey as his heels clicked against the floor.

You sat on your knees, head hanging down and wrists tied behind you. Your attire was ragged, holes and slipping off your body. You thought you looked like a prisoner of war, but Malleus saw the fruits of his efforts, or what he only thought were the fruits of his efforts. He saw a scared, trembling little human, a meek little thing. How dare you try to run away after all the kindness he has given you.

You didn't dare meet his gaze as you spoke. "M-Malleus, please I-I'm s--"

His steps stopped suddenly in front of you, and your body went cold. "Did I give you permission to speak, love?"

You shut up immediately, not even risking the answer.

"Good boy~" His steps resumed, the clicking sound of his heels returning. "You know...the reason why I keep you in this dungeon is so I can keep you to myself. I'd hate for any of the others to try to make a move on something that is mine."

You had opened your mouth to speak, but you were quick to shut it, remembering your place.

"I mean, I trust you." He paused, speaking and moving. "Or rather...trusted you." The prince's voice was laced with disappointment as green eyes glared down at your meek form, glinting in the dim room as he resumed his actions. "And here I thought about bringing you to my room, giving you a soft bed to sleep on while I was away, even giving you this lovely little collar that would decorate your delicate little neck."

This was all a game, a sick and twisted game for Malleus. He had left the cell door open on purpose, waiting to see how you'd react. Catching you outside of the cell, well...the rage he felt nearly sent him into overblot. Nearly. Luckily Lilia was there to calm him down, and he even helped restrain you and got you into position in the cell, forcing you to wait for the prince.

So you cursed yourself for being the slightest bit curious, though...part of you was sort of...excited right now.

"Do you have anything to say, dear? You may speak."

Despite the permission, the idea of speaking to Malleus almost felt like a sin itself, but this could be your only chance to speak while it was given to you.

"I-I'm truly sorry, Malleus. P-Please, give me another chance." Your head rose from its hanging position, meeting Malleus's narrowed gaze. "I-I swear to behave! I-I won't run again!"

Malleus was silent save for a small hum, stepping behind you once more. His silence felt deafening, seemingly more terrifying than a verbal response. He pressed his heel to your back, pushing you forward.

Before you knew it, your torso was on the ground, his heel gently pressing into your spine as your form now lay flat on the chilly dungeon floor. A strange chill washed over your body as the light pressure pinned you in place.

"...Do you think you're worthy of another chance, pet?" Your heart strangely wrenched from the name change, knowing well that he was not happy with your response. "I expected more from my toy than some half-hearted apology." As he got to 'half-hearted', the pressure of his shoe increased lightly, causing you to let out a silent, startled gasp.

"I-It wasn't half-hearted, I swear! I promise, I'll be good! I'll--!"

The pressure in your back increased once more. There was no pain, but the pressure certainly heated your body, causing you to shudder.

"Did. I. Give. You. Permission?" Malleus enunciated each word slowly, pressing gently into your back at every word. You hated to admit it but...it felt nice. This force of Malleus felt...nice.

Snapping you out of your taboo thoughts, you heard Malleus sigh as he released you from underneath him. The lack of pressure almost felt like a disappointment. He stepped in front of you, and you weren't able to see much, but when he forced your head up by your hair, putting you back to your knees, you could see angered green eyes narrowed in a domineering stare.

"It seems that you are still unaware of your place, dear. Shall we change that?"

---

Malleus had shackled each wrist on either side of your head, putting you in a position that forced you to stand, lest you decide to hang by your wrists. He admired his work, eying you up and down. His gaze felt like a pair of hands running up and down your body, and it didn't help that he made you strip prior, enhancing the feeling.

"Shackles are a nice look on you, love. Perhaps I should keep you in them more often~"

The prince slowly stepped forward, once again appearing like a predator. Honestly, if you could, you would kneel before him and beg for his forgiveness, because before, you never realized just how tall he is. The top of your head met the top of his chest. Basically, if he wanted to, he could rest his chin on your head. You truly felt small against him, and you were more than willing to grovel before the prince's presence.

But chains kept you from doing so, and even if you could, you knew Malleus would punish you for such a feeble act.

Black nails gently skimmed down your exposed arms before they found a place at your neck, gently pressing into your flesh. It wasn't enough to hurt, but the pressure kept you on guard.

"Now...I trust you can behave, yes?" When you failed to respond, Malleus simply chuckled deeply. "You may speak, dear."

"Y-Yes," you breathed as if you had been holding your breath from his touch. "I-I'll behave. I swear."

Not wasting a moment, Malleus grabbed your hips and lifted you up. Your eyes widened when you felt a hard object line your backside and another pressing against your own hardening shaft. You wrapped your legs around him to keep yourself up, but really, that was unneeded with the prince's strength.

"Should you prove yourself, darling, I will accept your forgiveness and even bring you up to my room as I originally intended." One of his hands left your side as he gently caressed your face, fingers carefully tracing your jaw. You leaned into his touch, melting against him. A dark chuckle left him, knowing his actions were slowly changing you. "Perhaps I could shackle your neck like a dog..."

The idea made your cock twitch, a soft whine unintentionally leaving you. The response did not go unnoticed with Malleus.

"Hmph~ How lewd of you, love. You like the idea of that, yes?"

You nodded, assuming such a response should be okay within Malleus. You'd be correct, as Malleus leaned forward to line your neck with a slow, teasing lick of his tongue instead of berating you in some way.

A soft mewl left your lips as you felt Malleus's hips adjust. His tongue stopped by your ear as he whispered darkly. "Let's get your punishment over with so I can keep my pet at my bedside~"

The pain of your ass stretching was enough to make you nearly black out. It didn't matter that his cocks were slick, they still ached when they entered, but you were thankful that it wasn't the first time he entered, as this time your ass was quick to adjust around such shafts.

"My...used to me already?" the prince teased in a breath, feeling just how tight you were around him. "Has your body been corrupted~?"

You weren't sure if it was or not, as you couldn't think straight at the moment. Malleus gave you permission to speak, stating that from now on you are free to answer him whenever he asks a question.

"I-I...I-I'm not sure...~" Your voice was coated with lust, your legs holding onto his waist tightly. "A-All I know is...I-I want you, Malleus...P-Please~"

One of his hands rested on your neck, the thumb tilting up your head to meet your gaze like you were a doll. "You desire me, love? Well, worry not. You will get me, but it may not be what you actually want." Keeping his hand in place, his forefinger extended up, his nail gently scraping down your cheek. "You will scream, you will cry, you may even beg me to stop, but my actions will not cease. You will learn to understand your place."

"M-Malleus, my love, I-I understand! I-I understand my p--place~!!"

You spoke after a statement, not a question, meaning Malleus took things back into control. He thrusted his hips, both his cocks sliding in and out of you at a rapid speed. The pleasure wrecked into you like a sack of bricks, and you swore you were about to suffocate from it. His movements felt so good, enough to cause you to dig your head into the wall behind you as you screamed in bliss. You called for Malleus, your prince, your love. You were quick to submit, your mind broken from all he had put your through before this. Before you tried to work with him, but now? Now you were just gone, willing to allow yourself to be his pet, his toy. You loved it. You loved him.

"M-Malleus~! F-Fuck~!" You tugged against the chains, as if trying to get away from the overwhelming pleasure, but the fae had his hands on your hips, keeping you firmly in place. There was no escape from the prince's onslaught of pleasure. He would be right: you would scream, you would cry, and yes, you even begged him to stop. You didn't want him to stop because you hated it, no. You wanted him to stop because it was too good. You were in heaven as tears rolled down your face, drool slipping from your lips from your mouth hanging open from the unforgiving pounding. Your cock ached with the desire to release, but at some point, Malleus had gripped the base, preventing you from cumming at all.

You were unsure of how long this lasted, but all you knew is that you didn't want it to end. Malleus had, indeed, corrupted you. You wanted him, you wanted more if possible. You wanted to be his favroite.

At some point, you just couldn't take it anymore. Your voice was hoarse as you spoke. "M-Malleus~! P-Please let me cum~! P-Please~! I-I wanna cum...f-for my king~!"

Your words seemed to intrigue him, his actions faltering for just a moment. "Y-You want to finish? Th-Then...tell me. What are you...going to do?"

You didn't miss a beat. "I-I'm gonna...be a good toy! I-I'll listen! I-I won't ever run...away again! I-I'll be a good boy! I-I promise! I-I promise, my king!" You had to force your voice out, struggling to even form coherent thoughts.

Malleus trusted you, and with that trust, he took his hand and kept the pressure of the grip as he rapidly moved his hand along your cock, jerking you off with no way to cum. You shrieked in ecstacy, thrashing against him as you begged for release. Your mind turned to mush as you wished for nothing more than to cum. When his hand loosened up, it was practically instataneous with his own release. As you shot out multiple ropes of white between you, Malleus's two shafts pumped its own set of thick, white liquid deep inside of you, some of it dripping out of you.

Panting softly, Malleus took note of this, sighing lightly. "Oh my...you're dripping my release onto the floor...what a shame." Removing his hand, Malleus licked whatever of your seed that landed on his hand, humming at your bitter taste. "When I relocate you, I'll have to make sure to acquire a toy that keeps whatever I leave inside of you."

You honestly weren't listening at this point. You were practically unconscious, your eyes half lidded as they gazed at nothing, your chest slowly heaving with air. You heard him, you just couldn't respond properly save for a delayed nod. Taking note of this, Malleus chuckled.

"What a good boy~"

[onirique-amaranth]

⎮Is that a dog collar?⎮

⏤ Characters: Crewel⎮reader

⏤ Including: nsfw (-17)

⏤ Warnings: sub/bottom Crewel, top/dom male reader, jealousy, worshipping, blowjob, mind-breaking, size kink, overstimulation, mention of breeding, creampie

⏤ 5.500 words

You were a new teacher at Night Raven College. The atmosphere of the school was surprising, but it was pleasant. A sort of dark thick fog hiding you from the world, you felt like you found a nice place to enjoy the peace… if you don't think about the students possibly causing new troubles. The Headmage was kind enough to take care of everything before your arrival, preparing your classroom, materials, and books. And like any other teacher, he let you have your own classroom and also one free room, so you could take breaks, it was surprising to have an entire room only for you, but you guessed that the school was big enough for this. He has even got as far as planning to leave an entire corridor for you, which was quickly refused, not wanting to have any preferential treatment for any reason.

You weren't an extravagant man, sure, like most, you appreciated a bit of luxury, but a whole corridor was too much. What could you even do with so many rooms? You could see the pout on the Headmage's face but ignored it. As he was showing you around, you learn about the school's history and notice how most people were avoiding you. Or maybe you were just intimidating, so you keep smiling at them, but they turned red and left suddenly, making you wonder if you were this scary? On the way to your classroom along with Crowley, you met three other professors at a corridor turn.

A strong and burly man was standing in front of you. He looked at you up and down before clapping, giving you a harsh tap on the back after his introduction, saying you were going to get along just fine. His muscular appearance but short height took you by surprise since he looked a bit taller from afar, but he seemed like a nice man. He started to ask you about your routine, what you were eating and what sport you were practising. You managed to answer all his questions with difficulty, his energy overwhelming you.

The second was clearly older, he was holding a black cat in his arms with a stern expression. Sensing it was better to not get on his bad side, you greet him polity, nodding at his cat too. He looked satisfied with your politeness and bowed too. You could see from the corner of your eye Crowley's disbelief. You heard a meow and watched with amusement as the cat jumped from his master's arms to rest in yours. Trein looked surprised but still gave you a weak smile, implying that he could bear your presence. With a chuckle, you gave Lucius back to his master, not without petting the cat a little.

And that's when the third man stepped closer, you felt your heart skip a beat at the sight in front of you. Surely you saw handsome men before in your life, but this one…

Even if he was taller than the two others, his head was still only reaching your neck. You could see him look up at your face, his pointer digging into your chest as he introduces himself. His prideful expression crumbled down when you grabbed the end of his teaching pointer, moving it away from your torso as you kissed the tip, looking at him straight in the eyes with a smirk. If he wasn't flustered before, now he certainly was. You step closer and gently, you held his hand, kissing it over the red gloves, watching as he flushes under the touch.

The tension was palpable until the Headmage moved in front of you, he grabbed your sleeve, and bowed to the three professors before leading you away to show you the rest of the school. You could still feel an intense stare fixed on your back as you walk away. You turn around to send a smile to the handsome man while half listening to whatever Crowley was saying.

Months have passed, and you got used to this school. You easily became the student's favourite teacher, you were easy on the eyes, understanding with the students, and you took your time to let them comprehend everything. It was not uncommon that after some class you found a cup of tea or coffee on your desk and a nice note. You even got a gift from your students on your anniversary and would often find a bouquet of flowers before the holidays.

You were getting along well with Vargas, frequently working out together, and conversing about bodybuilding, since it was Vargas' passion. Surprisingly, not only for you but for all the staff, and students, you had a good relationship with Trein. He would regularly let you participate in some of his classes since you had great knowledge about the history of magic. And even if he never told you this, it was also because Lucius really liked you. And when you were in his classes, it was an excuse for the cat to sleep on your lap.

For Crewel, you had more than a great relationship. The students never saw you away from each other for more than a day. Even in the exam period, you would be seen marking scripts together, sitting next to each other at a table, and sharing a cup of tea. It was also not uncommon to see you lean on the wall beside his classroom, waiting for his class to finish. Students would often greet you or stop for some seconds to talk with you, making Crewel wait inside impatiently since they were wasting your break. Some students even started to talk a bit longer only to see their teacher's annoyed face, especially if he was strict with them during the previous classes.

But they would always run away the second they see him take out his teaching pointer, ready to teach them a lesson. But not all students were annoying since some of them would talk to you, and whenever you were away, they would tell Crewel whatever they learn about you, from your favourite food to what you did during the holiday. And it always remained a mystery to you, how Crewel was able to bring the food you liked during your breaks or would always know about the last city you visited or group you listened to.

Today, after finishing reading a book out loud to your class and making sure they have all understood the topic, you let them go. Both you and your students were working efficiently and so, you were able to let them finish earlier almost every time. It was nice for them, but also for you. It was enough time to get out and buy something for your break.

This day, you make a run for a shop you were visiting regularly, buying raisin butter tarts before heading back to school. If you remembered correctly, one of your students told you it was Crewel's favourite food and so, you planned to enjoy them with him, which explained why you dismissed your students this quickly. You were feeling guilty since he would always bring one of your favourite drinks or pastry, and you wanted to return the favour.

You were waiting like usually beside his classroom, checking your phone in silence as no students were out in the corridors yet. You heard chairs scraping against the ground and as you were going to enter the class, the Headmage stopped you. He motioned for you to come closer, which you did, curious about why he wanted to talk to you. Turns out some students had caused trouble again, and he wanted you to talk to them soon, you nodded, listening to his complaints about the damage they did.

You were too focused on the man in front of you to notice the students going out of Crewel's classroom one by one, watching with curious eyes as you were conversing with the Headmage. And soon enough, every student has walked away, going back to their dorms, or at least most of them. Crewel was surprised when you did not enter his classroom immediately and checked to see if you were just late, but stared at you bewildered, talking to Crowley. He clenched his jaw when he saw Crowley laughing with you, the hand that was resting on his hips moved to hold your forearm.

That's when he noticed the box you were holding in your right hand, surely a gift you brought for him. At least that's what he thought until Crowley took it from your hand with a big smile, opening it with wide eyes. Crewel clicked his tongue, showing his irritation openly as he got back into his class, tidying up his desk before getting ready to leave. The students outside were chuckling at his behaviour, how he was not able to conceal his jealously. Everyone noticed the obvious tension between the prideful teacher and you. After all, he was always buying things for you, as you were always waiting for him, replacing his coat on his shoulders or simply spending all your breaks together.

Meanwhile, you promised to the Headmage to take care of the students before bowing, watching as he was walking away, satisfied. You head to Crewel's classroom, knocking since the door was closed, but you did not get an answer. You stand there for some seconds before knocking again, annoyed, you just opened the door, jumping a bit when he stood there just in front of you. He had put his coat on and was ready to leave, you looked at him a bit confused.

“Did I get the time wrong? I thought you had a break too.”

You're even more surprised when he did not look into your eyes, saying he had something else to do. He was going to walk forward until he saw how you haven't moved out of the way. The handsome man sends you a glare, ready to make a fuss as he points behind you.

“Thought you were busy. Don't let Crowley wait-”

He stopped in the middle of his sentence, noticing how Crowley wasn't here anymore. He opened his mouth only to close it back, confused at what just happened. Weren't you offering something to Crowley just a second ago?

“Crowley? He wanted me to scold some students I had in my class.

Oh, and I brought raisin butter tarts. Aren't they your favourites?”

You raised the box that was in your hand, enough for Crewel to notice it. You see him freeze on the spot, his eyes going from your face to the box in your hand, mouth slightly open in shock. You were confused. Does he not like these?

“Oh. You don't like these? Sorry, I thought-”

Crewel bit his lips, flustered by the childish behaviour he had just shown. He felt so stupid, he was so confident all the time and still, he got jealous because he saw you laughing with someone else in front of him. You even took the time to get his favourite pastry, and he was ready to leave you there, in that corridor, confused as you were waiting for him to show up. You were so nice to him, he knew you had also a class just before, which mean that you had to run to buy these, just for him.

He was holding his pointer with shaky hands, panicking since he did not know how to explain the situation to you. Your eyes looking at him so softly when he was being horrible, it was one of the first he really felt guilty. He wanted the ground to swallow him. How did the thought of you being a two-timed guy even dare to cross his mind? You weren't even together yet. He noticed how you were wearing the coat and shoes he gifted you, the leather shoes were perfectly shined even though you were wearing them every day. He even heard from one of his students that you were going to the dry-cleaner every two weeks for the coat.

You called out his name softly, trying to get his attention without success. You tried again, many times, watching as he was lost in his thoughts. You could see some students observing the scene, curious, and so you grabbed his waist, dragged him inside his classroom and close the door behind you. You placed the box down on his desk and took off your coat, placing it carefully on the desk too. You thought Crewel would have been back by now, but he was still internally panicking.

You stood in front of him, trying to understand why he became anxious without reason. That's when everything made sense, when he tried to leave and talked about Crowley suddenly. You chuckle as you understand that he was just jealous. You stepped closer to him, your taller frame hovering over the pretty man, as you grip his left hand, your body pressed against him. It tugged him back to reality, and he blinks harshly, clearing his mind.

You raise his hand to your lips, kissing it over the red gloves softly like you did when you met him for the first time. The cold leather sends a shiver down your spine, as you let your kisses move higher. Your lips graze his wrist, finally in contact with his skin directly. He jolts at the feeling, the warm lips on his cold skin, and with your body being so close to his, he feels your warmth and the protective hold your arm had, wrapped around his waist.

You moved even closer, nuzzling your head into his neck, nipping at the soft skin. He gripped your hair, but never tried to tug you away. You were licking and sucking on the accessible skin, but soon, you got more greedy, and you undo his tie, sending it somewhere else in the room before opening the first three buttons of his black shirt. You smiled against his skin, biting down roughly, forcing a moan out of him.

Before you could tease him, he placed his hand over your mouth, looking at the door. He was focused on listening to what was happening outside, as you hear Crowley's voice asking the students if they saw you. That's when you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket, you could feel Crewel become tensed against you. And you can't help but chuckle against his glove, while he was distracted by what was happening outside, you let your tongue loll out, licking the skin that was not covered between his gloves and his black shirt.

He gasped, sending you a shocked glare while you could just laugh. You were going to focus back on his neck when he pushed you away, cheeks turning red. You sigh, running a hand through your hair as you head for the door. You simply tell him that you'll be back as you turn the doorknob, planning to talk with the Headmage quickly, so he could leave you alone, but Crewel felt his heart break as he thought you were leaving.

He grabbed the back of your shirt, tugging you backwards, almost making you fall from the sudden force and movement. Crewel refused to let you walk out of this room, especially if it was to talk with Crowley. He lets go of your shirt, sitting on his desk, before motioning with his fingers to come closer. As you step forward, he let his coat hit the desk, his black shirt and vest still on him.

When you finally stop in front of him, he spreads his legs a little, leaving some room for you as he wrapped his arms around your neck, tugging your face to his. Your lips meet slowly, his tongue sensually gliding over your lips as you open your mouth. Your hands resting on his thighs as you can't help but squeeze a bit, earning a whimper followed by a slap at the back of your head. You laugh at his flustered face, the oh-so-proud professor shying away when someone kisses him and start to tease him.

Crewel felt like he had no control over the situation, as you were standing in between his legs, and you looked ready to pounce on him, devouring anything he could give you. The way you were licking your lips while looking at him make his body heat up, he could feel your crotch against his thigh, the way your dick was hardening while just simply admiring him. It boosted his ego, but he was also getting worried, the bulge in your pants was clearly too big. He would never be able to take in something like that.

He thought about stopping right now, but when he heard Crowley outside again, saying your name and your head shot up, the jealousy was too much. You were here, in between his legs but not paying attention to him. He gripped your soft hair, swallowing the surprised groan that flowed past your lips when he dragged you closer. He wrapped his legs around you, making sure you could not leave, he needed all of your attention and affection.

You were taken aback when he trapped you, you could get away if you wanted to, you were clearly stronger than him, but he was too cute to even think about leaving. You kissed his forehead, moving to his nose and cheeks, to his lips and jaw, just peppering kisses everywhere on his face as your hand moved higher.

You slowly unbuttoned his black and white vest, and pull it off of him, as your hand moved smoothly over the black shirt, tempted to just rip it open. The warning tone he used to say your name was clear, he knew what you were thinking about, and he was disapproving. And that's why, you looked down at him with a smile, ripping his shirt open. Your second hand moved too as it hold his small waist, you observed as your hands looked so big as you held him like that. His snatched waist was made for you to grab, digging your nails into the soft skin as the marks on his pale complexion would stay for a while. He was glaring at you as his shirt was lamentably ripped apart, as you did not even care one bit.

“You-”

“I'll buy you another one.

Or… I can let you wear my shirt.”

And suddenly, he was not complaining anymore, saying that he did not mind if you ripped all his shirts open. You chuckle at his shameless behaviour, with his hand now griping your tie, he forces you to kiss him, the door of his classroom still unlocked as he was half naked. He thought you were going to take off his shirt until you kneeled, taking off his shoes, kissing up his ankles. You were groaning against his skin, kissing and sucking, worshipping his body.

With shaky hands, he unbuttoned his pants, letting them slide down his legs until he watches you yank them off. His heart was beating loudly in his chest when he raised his leg a bit more, placing it just beside your head, and swiftly, your hand was under his knee and your other on his ankle, so you could hold his leg up. Your wet kisses became more and more aggressive, teeth digging into the skin, as their only purpose was to make him bleed. He swallowed his saliva sharply, awestruck by how nice your hands felt against him. The way you would hold his leg and his waist perfectly, how you were able to move him around as you wanted, just like a doll.

Your head leaned in, nose pressed against his bulge, his underwear still in the way. The feeling in his stomach grew rapidly as you did not touch him correctly even once, his back arched a little more to let his hips thrust forward, grinding onto your face. You groaned as you could only see him, smell him and taste him, thoughts about him were filling your mind, making you forget where you were.

He struggled to hold himself up as your fingers hooked under his underwear, pulling it off and letting his dick spring out. You gripped his thigh, the only thing you were able to hold to keep you stable as the tip of his dick grazed your lips, your tongue lapping at the sensitive part. The heat was unbearable for Crewel now, and that's when your head dipped down, taking easily most of his length into your mouth. The sudden pleasure made his hand fly to the back of your head, hips jerking up as he buried himself entire into your mouth.

You were groaning around him, the vibration heightening his sensitivity as he spread his legs wider, your tongue wrapped around his length as you swallow him whole. You could not help but let your index circle around his rim, pushing against the restraints a bit, watching with amusement Crewel covers his mouth instantly.

He could feel his fuzzy mind becoming blank, your eyes fixated on his face as your mouth suck him off, spit leaking from the corner of your lips and dripping down his length, wetting the table under him. He could see you struggle to breathe properly, his dick twitching at the back of your throat, tasting his precum. Even with your mouth being full, you looked proud and were still in control, when he tried to push your head down, you gripped his hands, pinning them on the desk, refusing to submit. Crewel's back started to arch, panting harshly as he feels you swallowing around him, almost gagging when he slipped down your throat. His body was burning, legs quivering as the strong pleasure paralyse him, head rolling back as he cums into your mouth. Your throat constrict around him, taking everything he was giving you.

When you stand back up, he was laying on the desk, a hand over his heart as he shakes. He raised a trembling hand in your direction, holding your hand as he comes down from his high. He blushed, even more, when he noticed the cum at the corner of your mouth disappearing as you pass your tongue over it, a satisfied smile on your face. While he was almost naked, you were still fully clothed, the bulge under the tight fabric of your pants more obvious than before. He blushed, glaring at you as you laugh and start to undress, showing off on purpose, but not looking at him to prevent him from being embarrassed.

When you looked back, you felt your body go stiff at the sight, his legs spread apart, feet placed on the desk as he fingers himself. The drawer on his left side was wide open, showing the tub of lube placed there along with some other things. He covered his moans with his hand, looking at your body in admiration, dick twitching uselessly in between his legs, still glistening with your saliva under the light.

You stepped closer, squirting some lube on your fingers before inserting another finger in him, joining the other two already in there. He lets out a loud moan, watching as your hand and his move together to prepare him, the squelching wet noises filling the room. While his finger was stretching him open, your fingers, longer than his were pushing deeper, feeling around and trying to find his sensitive spots. Your other hand started to jerk him off, watching as he was grinding against your bigger hand, the double stimulation sending his mind spiralling.

As he almost screamed when cumming, you kissed him, swallowing his moans as there were still students outside. He looked so pretty with his flushed cheeks and teary eyes, fighting to keep his noises in as the voices get louder outside. He felt his stomach turn, his release dripping into your hand and the desk, eyes almost rolling back as he was near again. He sobbed into his hand, as it was becoming too much for him, but before he could let it go, you stopped everything, as far as tugging his own fingers away.

And Crewel was full-on crying now, hiccuping as he gripped your shoulders, begging for his release. It was as if his mind made a sudden turn and the only one that could touch him was you, not even himself. You were going to make fun of him until someone knocked at the door. You clasped your hand over his mouth, pushing your fingers in to shut him up.

Your other hand raised his leg to wrap it around your waist, tugging his body forward, ass and legs not touching the desk as you place your dick in front of his hole, rubbing the tip against his rim. You observed his face, waiting for him to nod at you. It was painfully hard for you to wait, your patience was running thin, and you felt you were going to combust. Your hand leaving his mouth to grasp the edge of the desk, tensed muscles keeping you sturdy about him, not looking away from his eyes, so you could resist the temptation. He inhales and exhales softly before nodding, closing his eyes as he waits impatiently.

The tip got in, the warm walls squeezing you, he could feel every inch scraping his inside. He was almost too tight around you, it could snap your dick in two with how much pressure he was applying. He was clenching like a vice around you, forcing you to go deeper and deeper slowly, you could not even think about going fast with how his body overheating under you.

When you felt the base of your cock hit his ass, you finally snapped out of your daze, slowly you looked up, the bulge appearing under his skin, chest heaving up and down rapidly, your hand that unknowingly moved to his neck, choking him. And his face, his cheeks were a perfect shade of red, pretty lips parted to take in as much air as he could, his eyeshadow and liner smudged over his eyelids as it seemed like he was crying black tears. His pupils were blown out, hair dishevelled as he chokes on his moans, gasping as his inside got forcefully stretched.

He was one step away from losing his mind, you were far too deep into him for him to remain sane. His body looked unusually tensed as you watch his cock twitch, just some drop escaping the tip, he just had a dry orgasm. You chuckled at the sight, pull out slowly, moving your hips at a soft pace, afraid you would break him. Wet squelching noises filled the room as every time you would pull out, you could see some lube escape his body, sliding down until it pooled on the ground. As this soft movement continues, you feel his hand grip yours, intertwining your fingers, and you can't help kiss his palm again. Your eyes focused on his expression, to make sure you weren't hurting him.

As you were going to speed up, your phone vibrated again. With a scoff, you grabbed it, answering with an annoyed tone, asking Crowley to make it quick. He sounded confused over the phone, not understanding why you were so mad.

“Shut up and listen.”

And at the same instant, you snapped your hips forward, a loud moan following that surely could be heard outside, and Crowley was behind the door. He stuttered over his words, but you just told him to call you tomorrow before turning your phone off. You snapped your fingers, using your magic to lock the door before gently grabbing Crewel by the waist, and flipping him around.

With his torso resting against the wooden table, hands gripping at the edge of the desk and his teeth biting into your coat, you started to move more freely, your rough thrusts making him jolt, and the desk moved, creaking under his weight. He did not have time to say anything before you were fucking him roughly, uncaring about the noise anymore. You gripped his leg, holding one up to hit deeper into him. His lower half being kept up by your strength only, your deep groan and his muffled whimpers filling the room, with the loud sound of skin clapping.

As you went to grab his hair to hold him up, something caught your attention and with a smirk, you unhooked the collar from his teaching pointer and clasped it around his neck. One finger gripped the loop to tug him against your body, his back arching until his head was resting on your shoulder, at this point, you were just holding him up and slamming your hips against him. His dick rubbed against his desk, sending painful shocks of pleasure through his body.

Crewel was a mess, teary-eyed and babbling uselessly as he clings to you, losing the notion of time and reality. You were practically impaling him on your cock, fucking him dumb as in the heat of the moment, you managed to find his mouth, biting and kissing, entangling your tongues. Your body was burning, almost as if you were working out, abs tightening as you kept yourself from cumming, you needed to see him lose it.

You moved one hand, grabbing his dick and jerked him off, Crewel almost mewling as you show his cock some attention. He was chasing his own orgasm with newfound strength, helping you fuck into him by moving his hips, clenching around you on purpose. His pulsating cock was leaking onto your hand, and when you speed up, his head slammed back onto your shoulder, screaming at the top of his lunges. His voice broke, as it became a noiseless scream, coming all over his desk. The tightness around you, sending your mind spiralling, cum flowing into his hole. He whimpered, thanking you over and over for breeding him and if now he could be your wife since you filled him up. Since he wanted to get bred, why couldn't you fill him up a bit more?

Crewel's eyes completely rolled back, he was too tired to even make a sound at the end of the afternoon, your break was over a long time, but you never left his classroom. His insides were now moulded to your liking, his body could only be used by you. You came into him so many times that you forgot for how long you've been here, Crewel passed out at one point and woke up a while ago. His neck was bruised because of the collar that you kept tugging at, and his stomach and the ground were covered in his cum, but you both did this for so long, that he was not able to cum anymore. His dick twitched uselessly, barely even able to get hard as his body was forced past its limit.

You weren't in a better state, your legs were giving out, your back hurt with how deeply he racked his nails onto it, mind fuzzy as you weren't far from passing out. You were more than overstimulated, barely able to comprehend what he was telling you. When finally, you came one last time, filling him up to the brim. You fell forward, catching yourself with your hand on the desk, you quickly let Crewel sit on it before you fall on your knees, on the ground.

You blinked harshly, trying to stay awake as your head was resting on his thigh, also covered in fluids. His shaky hand running through your hair, lulling you to sleep, and you closed your eyes for a second.

When you woke up, Crewel was out of light, passed out on the desk, all the papers ruined and your coat was stained. With a sigh, you enveloped him in it, since his clothes were ripped. Thankfully you were much taller than him, and so your coat was able to completely hide him. You cleaned everything and got dressed, holding Crewel in your arms as you walk to your room, avoiding all the students.

You washed him up and changed him into your clothes, which were clearly too big for him, before tucking him in your bed. You were going to leave to scold the students, so you could sleep in peace just after, but he grabbed your hand, half asleep, whining. And with a sigh, you throw your coat away, sending your shoes somewhere else before lying down beside him, holding him protectively and nuzzling into his neck. And before you knew it, you were asleep.

The next few days, the students were surprised by how close you were, almost acting lovey-dovey in front of everyone. The students that made a bet about you saying that you will both end up together were more than happy. Unsurprisingly, Crowley was avoiding you, everyone noticed that the second you were in his field of vision, he would leave quickly, cheeks burning an impressive red as he wasn't even able to look at you in the eyes.

Crewel was spending all his breaks with you, cuddling into your body and sometimes coaxing you into cancelling one of your classes to stay with him. Soon enough, your dress was filled with his clothes, and it was almost scary how you dressed the same way. After all, Crewel showed up with everything but shirts, and you were forced to buy more because he would always wear the one you wanted. He was also never seen again with the red collar on his teaching pointer.

Crewel also started to always take the time in the morning to do your liner, refusing to see you without it, so you could match. At some point, you ended up with all your clothes having duplicates, so Crewel could choose what both of you would be wearing in the morning without struggling about a missing vest, or a shirt that you both wanted.

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[mylovelybutler-786]

— DDD Special —

Dec’8 - Female Malleus x Top Male reader

Gift: Are you touching yourself right now?” — “Is the princess begging for some dick? That isn’t very ladylike, my dear”

Warning: Genderbent character, bottom character, Top male reader, Teasing, Pet names, Masterbating and fingering in front of a mirror, wet dreams.

— Malleus sneaking into your dorm to stay the night was nothing new, you both enjoyed each other’s company and the cuddles you had. But what happens when your lovely Malleus wakes up from a wet dream with you still completely asleep next to her?  .

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The ramshackle dorm was rather quiet tonight, the soft sounds of the wind blowing along with some crickets outside just barely audible. Well, it was until a soft gasp existed Malleus’s eyes as she shot them open, with flushed cheeks. The fae slowly blinked and looked around in a sweat, only noticing your arms wrapped around her with you sleeping soundly against her. 

Malleus slowly blinked her eyes while a heavy and shaky sigh left her lips. She slowly bit her bottom lip and shut her eyes. She could feel something wet dripping down her thighs, as a pool of arousal grew in between her legs. She couldn't help but feel a bit frustrated, especially when she figured out her wet dream was not reality. 

Malleus nervously glanced back at your unconscious state and gently sighed noticing you were completely asleep. The fae slipped her hand onto her stomach and slowly slipped it down her shorts to reach her soaked panties. Her lips twitched slightly as she began to rub her cloth clit slowly with one finger in a circular motion. 

A quiet whimper left her mouth as she pressed against the wet spot a bit harder while she furrowed her eyebrows. Malleus opened her eyes to see a large mirror leaning against your bedroom, showing her reflection of herself with the light of the moon through your window. 

Ragged breaths came through her nose and could be heard if you were listening close enough. The fae closed her eyes out of embarrassment while her chest was rising up and down from her short breaths. 

When Malleus had enough of the slight teasing pace, she decided to move her hand underneath her panties. She bit the inside of her cheek as her finger slipped in between her folds. Her other hand covered her mouth to keep you from waking.

Her head slowly drifted off to imagining it was your hand touching her like this, the way your fingers would always teasingly rub up and down on her wet folds as she tried not to make lots of movement. 

Her hand moved up to her clit, pressing against it with two fingers and lightly tapping against her clit as if giving it a flick like you’d always do. Her fingers lowered along her folds till she reached her soaked entrance. She slipped a finger inside her slowly pumping it in and out while she moaned behind her hand. 

Slowly three fingers were inside her, pumping in and out quickly making a lewd squelching noise. Malleus' head spun in a daze, though sadly her fingers couldn’t reach as far as yours could. 

“Hahh……” Malleus moaned as she bucked her hips against her fingers, imagining she was grinding against yours. The sound exiting her mouth was enough for you to stir in your sleep, before opening your hazy eyes to see the back of Malleus's head facing you, her hips rocking back and forth while audible moans left her pretty lips. 

Your eyes adjusted to the dark and you could see the large mirror Malleus was facing, through it you could see her face a flush red color with shut eyes, to focus on her fingers pumping into her to even notice you had awakened. 

Your breath got caught in your throat as heat ran down to your dick. Was Malleus just shamelessly fingering herself while you lay asleep next to her? Well obviously, yet your lips curled into a small grin. 

You slowly moved your head towards Malleus' ear, and gently whispered into it. “Are you touching yourself?” You said in a teasing tone while Malleus yelped, her eyes widening in surprise as she looked up at you, her hand completely stopped its movements. 

A small whine exited her mouth as she felt your gaze on her, she slipped her hand out of her shorts before squeezing her thighs together in an embarrassed manner from getting caught. You hummed as she didn’t answer, slipping your hand to press against her stomach. 

“And doing that in front of a mirror? How kinky princess” You teased as your hand trailed to the hem of her shorts, slightly tugging them down. 

“It wasn’t on purpose……” Malleus blushed and turned her head to the side, lifting her leg a bit so you could take her shorts off with ease. 

You chuckled a bit, before taking off her shorts and underwear. You glanced back at the mirror to see Malleus glistening pussy on display, slick wetting her thighs. Your cock twitched in your sweatpants as you place your chin and Malleus's shoulder.  

“What’s got you all worked up this late at night princess?” You purred, slowly slipping your finger through her wet folds and gently pressing her pussy with your hand.

Malleus’s hip twitched as she gripped her hand around your arm, holding onto you as heavy panting left her mouth. “…A-a dream” she pleasurably sighed as she felt your finger teasingly prodding against her entrance. 

“A dream? Oh my, I wonder what you were dreaming about to get you this excited..~” You teased as you slipped a finger into her, her walls were welcoming and warm as you slowly curled your finger causing the fae to let out a dragged moan, and tighten around your finger. 

“Y-you…nggh…!!! W-Were..having s-sex with me..” Malleus said panting as clawed her nails against your arms causing you to let out a small groan into her ear. “F-fuck…~ it was l-lewd..!” 

You let out a small pant and slipped another finger in her, making a scissoring motion with your finger, watching through the mirror as her thighs twitched. Malleus's eyes closed blissfully while whiny moans left her mouth and she started to grind her hips against your fingers desperately. 

“You…w-were touching me so roughly a-and..!!” Malleus's breath hitched feeling you slip another finger inside her, stretching her out a bit. Malleus bit her bottom lip, suppressing a loud moan as her thighs shut closed around your hand. 

“Keep your legs open princess, I wanna see you” You mumbled against the fae's ear which turned red, as she slowly lifted her leg with an embarrassed whine. “Good girl,” You said, kissing her temple. 

 You pushed your finger's knuckles deep into her watching her open her eyes and watching your finger fuck her. The loud and lewd squelching sounds her wet pussy was making could be heard loudly. 

“Fuck princess, you're squeezing around my fingers so tightly..~ They're all so soaked” You mumbled into the girl's ear, pressing your finger against a certain spot inside her causing her to throw her head back into your shoulder. 

“A-ahHh!~ O-oh fuck yes..!!!” Malleus said with her mouth wide open, drool slipping from the corner of her lips, she looked so pretty already dazed out from just your fingers. 

“N-need bigger!~” The fae moaned, looking back at you with pleading eyes as her spongy walls quivered around your finger tightly. “I-I want something bigger……Please~” She begged as her eyes slowly rolled to the back of her head. 

“You want something bigger?… Should I add another finger inside you?~” You teased, knowing what she meant before Malleus let out a frustrated cry. 

“You’re c-cock! P-please [R-reader]! I want it so bad!! Haaa!~” Malleus pleaded with a sob as she gripped onto your arm. “Please,Please,Please I need your cock so bad!~” She cried as she stared into the mirror with blurry eyes, watching your hand finger her tight pussy. 

“Is my princess begging for some dick?……That isn’t very ladylike” You said while kissing her neck, shivers ran down her spine as she felt something in her stomach start twisting. 

“Be patient. For now, look how well your pussy takes my fingers. Look how much you're sucking them in” You cooed as you moved your hand to Malleus chin, forcing her to look into the mirror where her pulsing pussy took in your fingers like it was the last thing she’d get to cum around. 

The warmth in her stomach became hotter as her walls twitched more frequently around your finger, squeezing them as if she didn’t want them to leave her. She let out a groggy moan and arched her back off you, shutting her eyes close. “I-I’m cumming! N-ngh!!~” 

Malleus's eyes rolled to the back of her head and your name rolled out her tongue as she finally came around your fingers when you pressed your fingertips against her g-spot. You felt her cum all over your fingers with a high-pitched cry, before she slumped down against the bed. Panting loudly as she tried to catch her breath from her orgasm. 

You stared at the mirror to stare at Malleus beauty, her thighs covered in slick cum, along with the fucked out look she had on her face. Mallues let out a cute whine when she felt your fingers slip out leaving her feeling empty before she felt your arms wrap around her tightly. 

“Fuck, you got me all excited now” You grumbled “How about it princess? Let’s make that dream of yours come true.” 

[darkbackalley]

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[orionwynnter669]

Twist fan drabble

This is a little fanfic I wrote featuring my oc Wynn (trans he/him). Heavy smut involving the Octavinelle trio. Dni if you're a minor. Tws below the cut

Contains tentacles, biting, mentions of certain female anatomy that some readers may find triggering, breeding kink, 4some.

Wynn belonging to the Dorms pt1

Of course he signed a contract. He had no other choice. Others may say differently, those who were blessed with the means to avoid it, but he was, quite literally, backed into a corner. It started with losing Ramshackle, Crowley was all too happy for the dilapidated building to suddenly be pulling in revenue, so besides the complaints and disappointment from his friends, no one stepped in. Then, he signed away his life, body and soul to them. He had nothing else he could lose. There wasn't even a challenge to overcome, it was merely everyone else's freedom in exchange for his. He'd given up trying to fight against them.

Working in the lounge was difficult, the training hard and strict, but he managed to overcome it. He attended class with Grim by day, worked in the lounge until late into the evening, then, if he was lucky, he'd get a few hours of sleep stuck under Azul's tentacles or between the twins (or all three) before starting again early in the morning. However, that isn't the case on nights when Floyd's unpredictable mood gets in the way, or when Jade has some extra "discipline" he wishes to give. Sometimes it's simply Azul wishing for more that leads to this.

"Sorry about the delay, I had some sudden business to tend to. How's our little pet holding up?"

Azul purred as he locked the door to his room behind him, shedding his human appearance as he came towards the bed. Floyd chuckled, ramming his hips against Wynn's non stop, while his mouth was being used by Jade. The latter was steadily thrusting down the Wynn's throat, barely giving him room for air. He ran a free hand along Wynn's chest while the other kept his head still enough to use. As Azul approached, Jade grabbed a fistful, pressing Wynn down until his lips were flush with his skin, cockwarming in his throat while answering the housewarden with his signature grin. "He put up a bit of a struggle at first, but is managing -hng- quite well." Wynn couldn't see Azul, but he began trembling even more than he already had been as tentacles made their way across his body. He started choking from the lack of air, groaning and desperately gripping Jade's thigh. He sadistically continued speaking to Azul over his muffled whines, but Wynn was so caught up in being unable to breathe that he couldn't hear anything, too focused on silently begging for mercy as his eyes began to roll back. His head was finally pulled off with a slick pop as he gasped and choked for air, clutching at his throat as if that would protect him. As he regained clarity, he noticed Floyd had also slowed down, letting Wynn focus on catching his breath.

Jade's soothing hand on his head was replaced by Azul's, lifting him up enough to place gentle kisses against his lips. "Good boy. You've done so well, now it's time to reward you. Don't try to fight it, just succumb to our touch." Lips against his temple, hands and tentacles caressing his exhausted body, every limb being held by one of them. Floyd nibbling against his legs while Azul cradled his head replacing the roughness with gentle tongue, Jade placing reverent kisses against his knuckles, wrist, up his arm. He didn't realize he was being moved around until his chest was flush with Floyd's, whose teeth grazed the skin against his neck. He let out a soft mewl at the sensation, wrapping his arms around Floyd's shoulders as Jade came behind him, pressing up against his back. Teasing, sensual kisses against his throat, front, back, and sides. The lingering pressure against his pulse, the slight prick of teeth eager to sink in. As both twins pressed against him, Azul's tentacles continued their caress of his skin, gripping and sucking and leaving him whining ever so sweetly.

Jade pressed his member against Wynn's ass, already entering him as Floyd let out a low groan. Wynn's face contorted into a look of pleasure as both twins rocked him between them, soft, needy sounds escaping his lip. Azul grabbed Wynn's chin, tilting his head to face him as their lips connected, swallowing the sweet sounds building in his throat. Then something else pressed against both of his entrances. Something long, hard, and unmistakably Azul. It wrapped around both of the twin's cocks, making the already difficult stretch nearly unbearable as he worked his way even deeper than both of them. The one at his front seemed thicker, and Wynn knew exactly what that meant as it began teasing the entrance to his womb.

Before he could struggle against it, the twin's rammed into him with renewed intensity, his cries muffled against Azul's tongue as his inner entrance was finally breached. Teeth marks littered his skin and firm hands held him in place with a near bruising grip. His fingers dug into Floyd's back, desperately trying to hang on, which seemed to spur him into thrusting even harder. He felt the twins bite down hard against his neck and shoulder, piercing the skin with their sharp teeth as they sent him skyrocketing over the edge. His whole body convulsed, tensing and shaking violently, screams of pleasure and pain intertwined threatening to tear him apart from the inside. His moans and cries were all swallowed by Azul, who firmly kept their lips locked together while the deep rumbling in his chest continued to build. After a few short moments that felt like eternity, the other three joined Wynn over the edge, hips sputtering and burying themselves as deep as they possibly could as seed painted and filled his insides. His eyes rolled back at the overwhelming warmth, body unable to keep up with the pleasure. Azul pulled away enough for Wynn to breathe, leaving his mewling cries to escape into the room as his body continued drowning in euphoria.

He was left breathless and dazed as his body fell limp against Jade's chest, gentle hands coming to caress every inch of his body. He didn't know what touch belonged to who, but it didn't matter anymore. Three sets of predatory eyes gazed down at his exhausted face as he was once again reminded that, he belonged to all of them.

End.

[thatoneweirdo6]

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Idia Shroud x Reader

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It was uncommon to see Idia anywhere that wasn't his room. He wouldn't even attend Housewarden meetings in person, and despite his genius, his talents couldn't really shine due to his refusal to ever leave his dorm. His crippling insecurities played a large role in his reasons for holing himself in his room. You felt it was your duty, as his best friend, to make him aware of how amazing he really is. 

Which is why you planned to make him understand he was an extraordinary person and you couldn't ask for a better lover. Idia was aware you had plans do to something with him, but you had refrained from telling him  what  you planned to do (him). You had everything set and you made sure he cleared his schedule for the day, you didn't want  anything  getting in the way of your plans. 

"W-We're not going anywhere  social , are we?" Idia stuttered, wringing his hands together as he shifted on his feet. Ortho and Grim were nowhere in sight, being kept busy in another dorm. 

"Don't worry, it'll just be the two of us!" You reassured, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. You chuckled as you watched his hair grow a hot pink, "actually, we won't even be leaving Ignihyde!"

Idia turned to you, hair and face still rosy, but confusion clear on his expression, "What do you mean? What are we going to do then?"

You smiled mischievously, "Let's go back to Ramshackle, I don't think your room is fit for it.  Wouldn't want to break anything. " you muttered that last part, and Idia, despite his confusion, could only allow himself to be dragged to Ramshackle. 

The dorm had come a long way since you took up residence in it. It was far from perfect, but it was restored and with your own creative touch to it. No one could look at Ramshackle and not think of its Prefect. It was something you were proud of, you'd come a long way from the person you were when you first arrived in Twisted Wonderland. 

Once you were inside, you were quick to lead Idia to your bedroom, which he helped decorate just to see you smile. Idia looked around the room, letting the weird feeling of home blanket him. Countless memories were made in this dorm, and you were glad to see Idia feel so comfortable in your space. 

"What are we doing here?" Idia asked, turning around to face you as you turned the lock into place. You walk towards him with a predatory glint in your eyes. You don't give him a chance to say another word before your lips crash into his. His eyes widened and his face grew red all over again, quickly spreading to his hair. His arms wrapped around you as you clung to him, burying your hand in his hair to keep him from pulling away and your other hand on his hip to pull your bodies flush together. 

You tugged on his lip, teasing him and eliciting a soft breathy whine from him. You used the chance to invade the warmth of his wet crevice, pushing your tongue past his lips to taste him. Idia tried to take a step back, but with your hands around him, you went along with him. The back of his legs hit the edge of the bed and he fell backward with a squawk, breaking your kiss. You loomed over him, placing your hands on either side of his head, caging him in. 

"Surely, this is enough to tell you what I'm going to do," You teased, smirking at your red-faced (and flaming pink-haired) lover. Idia was in a state of shock, his lips repeatedly opening and closing, like a gaping fish. He tried to find  anything  to say, but couldn't help but melt against you as you buried your face in his neck, pressing hot open-mouthed kisses to the pale flesh. You could feel him jolt and spasm under you, clinging to your shoulders as his breath hitched. You could feel something beginning to poke at your hip, firm and pulsing hot. It brought a cruel smile to your lips and you gave the warm flesh of his neck a firm bite. 

"Y-Yuu-" Idia whined, rutting against your leg in need. You hummed, unbothered, and proceeded to lean back to admire your work. 

Idia was panting, drool slid down his chin from your sloppy kisses earlier, and he threw an arm over his eyes in embarrassment as you admired him in his disheveled state. You could feel the hunger that festered inside of you roaring like no other.

"My love," you purred, bringing his hand to your lips to press a kiss on his warm palm. Idia swallowed thickly, but he moved to lie more at the center of the bed, his head flush against the pillows as he awaited your next move. You smiled at your obedient boy,  ever so eager to please you.

You took the chance to quickly slip out of your clothes, not wanting to leave your  good boy  waiting. You could hear Idia's breath falter, a low whine escaping his blue lips. His eyes were trained on you, or rather a part of you that was impossible to ignore. Your cock stood hot and proud, an intimidating size, but Idia couldn't help the heat that pooled in his tummy, building in anticipation for what was to come.

The mattress dipped as you kneeled on top of it, slowly crawling towards the man who was so willingly giving himself to you. You could feel the way Idia's body trembled as you loomed over him. Your hand moved down to cup the tent in sweatpants, eliciting a soft wanton gasp from him. There was a wet patch already decorating the tip of the tent, a telling sign of the effect you have on him. As much as you wanted to cruelly tease him. This was meant to be a reward, not that Idia wouldn't get off to being bullied by you, so you made quick work of his clothing. His signature sweater and undershirt came off quickly, falling in a pile on the ground of your bedroom. Miles of pale flesh were exposed for your greedy eyes to feast on and your equally as greedy hands to feel. You could feel the way Idia jumped at your touch, nervous and excited, he let you do as you pleased. Your eyes were quickly drawn to the cute little happy trail made of the same flames as his hair, that led down to his weeping cock. You slid off his sweatpants, chuckling to yourself as they caught against his hard cock. The sweats joined the rest of his clothing in a heap on the ground.

Idia was left as nude as the day he was born, spread out beautifully on the sheets below you, and you made it known how breathtaking you found him. Idia couldn't look you in the eye as you complimented him so sweetly. He wanted to deny the words that fell from your lips, doubt clawing at him. He couldn't quite bring himself to believe the words that fell from your lips, but he wanted to relish in the warm bubbly feeling that bloomed in his chest. This soft feeling that only you seemed to be able to elicit.

Idia's attention was snapped back to you at the sound of the lube bottle clicking shut. You smiled sweetly at him and rubbed his inner thigh to coax him to relax. Idia tried to remain calm, but he couldn't help the sounds that fell from his lips as your lubed fingers touched and teased his entrance. You slipped in a finger slowly, gently, you didn't want to startle the trembling lamb. Idia kept an arm over his eyes, unable to look you in yours out of embarrassment.

His breath stuttered as you slipped in a second finger, stretching and massaging his fluttering walls. His cock throbbed in response to your talented fingers, curving beautifully in its aroused beauty, its pudgy drooling head pressing firmly against his tummy. It wasn't long before you could fit four skilled fingers into him, humming sweetly to his soft whines and breathy gasps. Idia begged softly under his breath for more, his hips rolling to meet every thrust of your fingers in search of more delicious friction. Cruelly, you pull your fingers out of him and Idia felt like he could cry if you didn't fuck him soon. You watched as his rosy hole clenched around nothing and your cock throbbed in response, drooling a mess onto the sheets below you. You scooted forward, guiding your throbbing length to nudge at Idia's awaiting entrance, smearing his rosy rim with your pre. You used your free hand to grip the underside of his thigh, lifting his leg onto your shoulder. Your lips caress the warm skin of his leg as you press your cock into him.

Idia jolted as your girth slid into him with little resistance. He clutched onto the pillows he was lying on as he willed his body to relax. This was far from the first time you were taking him, but it never got easier for him to take your monstrous size. It always brought him such a rush whenever you'd fuck him stupid like some hentai protagonist, his eyes rolled back, tears streaming down his flushed face, and his mouth open wide as he panted with drool dripping down his chin. He always looked so debauched, like some fucked out whore but you wouldn't have him any other way. He may seem standoffish and reserved, but once you had him impaled on your cock, he was no better than a needy cockslut, moaning garbled nonsense. Idia dug his fingers into the pillows when you bottomed out, lewd sensitive whines falling from his lips. 

His gummy walls were warm and gripped you like a vice, pulling you into their irresistible embrace. Your pace was gentle at first, allowing Idia to ease into your rhythm, letting his body soften and settle to the feel of you as you rocked your hips forward and pulled them back at a steady pace. The large window by the bed allowed the afternoon sunlight to stream into the room, illuminating the already breathtaking Idia with its warmth, giving him a gentle glow you couldn't deny. 

"You're beautiful," you whispered, picking up your pace to enunciate your words with sensation. His body actively reacted, his back arching off the mattress when you pressed against the sensitive bundle of nerves inside of him, setting his body ablaze with pleasure. Idia wasn't going to last long against your assault, not only from the delectable way your cock fucked into him but also from the sweet honeyed words that fell from your lips. He could never actually bring himself to believe them, but your loving words were something he never wished to deny not when his cock twitched at every whispered compliment, making the knot in his tummy tighten. 

Idia wasn't going to last long, not that you minded of course, but desperately tried to resist him approaching orgasm, gritting his teeth harshly as you fucked into him roughly enough to shake the bed. The bed's wooden frame slams against the worn walls of your bedroom and you idly wonder if the wall might break before the bed does.

Idia squeezes tighter around you, pretty tears falling from his molten gold eyes. He writhed under you, moaning and panting in a clear sign of his nearing climax. You cursed under your breath, mumbling sweet words to him in between.

" Fuck , kitten..." You groaned, your grip on his hips harsh and likely to bruise the pale skin. 

"Y-Yuu!" Idia wailed, his face contorted in indescribable pleasure, "I wanna cum!  Please , let me- let me  cum !" he pleaded and you could feel the way his body spasmed in your hold. 

"How could I-" You panted, "deny you when you ask for nicely?" You couldn't, not when you were so close to cumming too, "Cum for me, my love."

Idia came with a shout, his head thrown back and his eyes rolled back as he made a mess of both your stomachs. You were quick to follow, his spasming walls milking you for all you were worth. You made sure to bury yourself to the hilt inside of him, painting his inside white with the proof of your affection. You kept him plugged with your still-hard cock, breathing heavily as you came down from your high and watched him fall back onto the bed limply, clearly worn out already. 

You had no intention of stopping now. How could you when he looked so lovely in tears and pleading to cum? You pressed a kiss to Idia's thigh and rocked your hips, grinding into him and watching him squirm and whine from overstimulation. 

Neither of you would be going anywhere. You were determined to reward your  good boy  for hours to come.

This took me a while to finish I'll admit, productivity has only been on a plummeting since the colder months rolled in and I don't know why, but I want to try to bring it back up!

[cravingsfromatwistedone]

Oh boy, request are open!

If this catches your interests, may I request the freshmen knowing that the five of them have a crush on the reader and they try to interfere with the other when one of the boys manage to get the reader alone for themselves and pull a move on her?

IMMOVEABLE OBJECT VERSUS UNSTOPPABLE FORCES [ FIC / FLUFF+ SLIGHT NSFW ]

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I COULDN'T COME UP WITH A GOOD TITLE SO THIS IS THE ONLY THING I CAME UP WITH. I'M SORRY FOR THE MEMES... TW: SLIGHT NSFW AND SOME SWEARING

Well, this is an unexpected predicament

A transferred student from another world became the center of attention when she was enrolled in an all-male institution, especially how she manages to keep her herself afloat in a college full of talented and cunning magic wielding students. In the realm of Twisted Wonderland, magic tips the surface of survival. With no home and magic to rely on, she was placed at the bottom of the food chain; have no fear however!

With her close knitted friends she gained along the way, she pushes through every obstacle thrown into her and continues to stay alive! It's a classic trope of where the best of friends falls in love with one another after going through so much. But how does one handle five at once?

Each and every one of them vying for your attention, hoping that you would take notice of their profound love for you as it grows each time they spend time with you more and more; to the point where they'd wish that one day you'd suddenly be infatuated as they are. Alas, their wishes goes unheard by the beings above! Thus the only way to seize your heart is by pure determination and hard work! Maybe a handful of mischief to steer away the other suitors; it's in the name of love after all!

"Oi, (Y/N)!" Your name was spoken in a harsh tone by the redhead, fingers jabbing at your sides as his figure inched closer and closer to you; completely erasing any space you had with him "C'mon! You've been sticking your nose in those dumb papers for HOURS now! At this rate, I think I'm gonna grow white hairs with how slow you're writing-" You merely gave him a side glance before continuing your work which made the redhead pout. With a huff, the male enveloped his arms around your waist, your shoulder serving to be a cushion for his chin. You could only sigh and roll your eyes at his childish attitude, your hand far too busy jotting down answers from the library book you've borrowed; not once bothering to stop even as his grip on you tightened even more

"Ace, what are you- Hey!" The mischievous male had pulled away the library book before promptly slamming it shut; an audible thump resonated from the impact. Gradually, the book was held up into the air, bouncing from left to right to avoid you from ever reaching it. "C'mon and grab it already! Or you actually that slow witted, prefect?!" Grumbling under your breath, the book was so close in your reach, only for it to just be bounce away again; the notion clearly screams mockery to your entire being

"Stop playing around and give it to me!" This time, you stood up from your seat; catching the redhead off guard. You were sure that your fingers grazed the book but it seems like the male had the upper hand. Yes, he did momentarily loosened his grip but he never did released his arm around your waist. "Not so fast!" Regaining back composure, Ace was quick to pull you back down but in the process he had unintentionally forced you to sit on his lap; a bit too hard he think. Luckily you were too busy cursing him out! If only you could see how flushed his face was, he was praying that you wouldn't feel the rising tension in his pants; he'd never live it down!

"There you are, Pre-PREFECT?!" With a rough yank to the collar, Ace winced in pain before turning his head sharply to see the perpetrator; no other than Deuce Spade who's gritting his teeth in anger. "The fuck's wrong you?! My neck felt like it was about to snap into two with how hard you pulled my shirt-!" Without breaking eye contact, the blue haired male tugged your arm, effectively pulling your figure away from the scowling redhead "You!-Don't you have any respect for (Y/N)?! Just because you're one of her close friends doesn't mean you can do whatever you want!" Ace squinted his eyes to Deuce's words, brows furrowed in confusion. "What are you even on about?! We didn't do anything! I didn't do anything!"

[thatoneguydownthestreet]

Fem aligned DNI

(Some) House wardens x male reader but reader is from the apocalypse, part 1.

You explain some things about the gas mask to riddle and the mask hints at your old life to leona

I swear I had an actual prompt for this but it got away from me.

Scenario: You always wear a gas mask. Gas masks were invented during WW1. Twisted wonderland never had WW1. Twisted wonderland doesn't know what a gas mask is. See the bottom for a better explanation.

Riddle, and Leona

Riddle

Doesn't understand why you won't take it off

Seriously, you never take it off

He doesn't know what you look like

No one does

So one day he's just had enough

"Y/N, what in the great sevens are you doing! Wearing any type of mask during the unbirthday party is strictly forbidden!"

And then he gets pissed when you leave instead of doing the simple task of taking it off

Storms towards you the next day and asks what's so important about the mask that you had to LEAVE THE CELEBRATION

You didn't even eat anything!

Don't you know how skinny you are? You look like your about one skipped meal away from death...

So now your confused and a little ashamed

But mostly confused

You just spent your entire life watching the people you love get lead poisoning from simply breathing too much on the surface

You've watched hunters come back without their masks on and die a few days later

And then one night you go to sleep and when you wake up, the air is somehow clean

The toxic, smoky, smoggy air that you know, is now clean? Just like that?

Yeah no

So you, growing more annoyed by the second, respond with a very fair answer

"Whatever spell you guys have cast to make the air breathable for yourselves is great 'n all, but I don't have magic. I'm not just going to die from carbon monoxide poisoning to obey the rules of a queen I've never even heard of"

And that, my friends, makes him stumble

Excuse me? What the fuck?

You then go on complain about the bad air of your world, thinking it still applies

And as you explain a few, a very few, of the horrors you've seen, riddle misses a few, key details

You said the surface

And what the surface means and implies

Anyways, bad air is an understatement

"Y/N.....there is no spell"

"Huh?"

"The air. We're not using a spell to breathe it in......It's clean"

"..."

.....what

____________________

Leona Kingscholar

Under normal circumstances, he'd be giving less of a shit what you did with yourself

Unfortunately for everyone involved, these were not normal circumstances

The smell

The smell bothered him so fucking much

It stunk of chemicals he didn't recognize

It smelled like blood and smog and sweat and the nauseating, sour smell of someone who was starving

It smelled like death

You smelled like death

At least your clothes did

you never let any skin show so he doesn't know what you yourself smell like

It didn't really matter either way when he wanted to gag every time you walked into the room

He did gag every time you walked into the room, actually

you would come in, and he'd go to the next room over and gag

He will never admit. But after the orientation ceremony, he went to his room and threw up

He just wanted to avoid you at all cost and get out of this place

...he wanted to go home

Unfortunately, life hated him. And gave him no suck luxury

Because you were his alchemy partner

Welllll shit

He hated this

First the alchemy chemicals that he already didn't like, and now the you chemicals that he hated

And he couldn't just cut class, he was already here, and ruggie would be on his tail about it

He'll skip tomorrow

Choosing to breathe through his mouth for now, he looked at your face in annoyance and disgust

Well, he looked at your mask

What the hell was it anyway

He doubted it was a weird fashion thing, if it was, you'd take it off the moment you found out it wasn't here

So now he was just confused. What the hell was it for?

There were a few doodles on it that he didn't really care for

But what caught his attention was the number

The number that was crudely etched in just beneath the left eye lens

49972

......

Well what the hell does that mean

Leona was already tired, combine that with him trying not to get sick all over the experiment, and you get a lion that gives no fucks

"Oi. Herbivore. What the hell does the number mean"

You were in the middle of trying to measure...some weird powder that you needed for the experiment, and thought he was talking about that

"The numbers are for the measurements"

"What?"

You raised an eyebrow. Not that he could see it

Leona was quickly getting annoyed with your existence

"49972"

But he wasn't prepared for what happened

Instantly you straightened up, put down the beaker and the powder, and turned to face him

"49972 responding. How many casualties?"

...... what the fuck

And then you quickly realized that you were in a class room

And you were in a different world

....

Well shit

What the fuck did you mean "how many casualties"?

And was 49972 your name?

...

Come to think of it. Yeah. It probably was

You didn't go by anything, people just pointed to you and said "that one"

Ok

This is.....

"....Ignore that"

Leona gave a single, short laugh

"Ignore that? What the hell do you mean Ignore that? And what hell? How many casualties were you expecting?!"

He knew he was losing his cool

But honestly? He didn't care right now

You sounded like that one war general he was forced to meet when he was a kid

"I expect no casualties as this is not a battlefield, rescue mission, or hunting job"

.....

NOW WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN-

Um? Sir? What?

"....Is 49972 like a code name or something"

And without hesitation

"Yes"

"....."

Leona still cut class the next day

But as he lied underneath a tree, he thought about that number.

And as he fall asleep, he thought about what you said

And what it implied

____________________

Ok imma just cut this right here. I'm tired. I'll do the rest of the dorm leaders at a later date.

OK SO.

Let me explain a little.

Twisted wonderland and earth still somewhat share a history, as clothing, some inventions, some holidays, and most basic biology is the same

But I think we can all agree that most, if not all wars, we're fought with magic

Not chemicals like we first see in WW1

So without chemical warfare, you have no gas mask. So I think it's OK to assume these guys don't know what it is.

Also this is what the mask looks like:

Also, I made leona kind of homesick. This because when you make PE leona the homescreen guy and give him a few taps, he mentions that he wants to go ba k to sunset savanna.

Honestly, I might be reading too much into it, but if I had to go to another country for years at a time with only a few breaks in between, I'd start to miss america. Even though living here can be stressful with all the crazy "politics".

So yeah. I thinks he lowkey gets homesick sometimes. No really missing royal life, but just his country in general. Ya get what I'm saying?

[mackjlee9]

26 : “Faster! Please, let me come!”

May I request a rough fucking with Idia from Twisted Wonderland with the 26th smut promt? There is barely enough sub idia smut around here.

Thank you for requesting~ ☺

Smut Prompt; 'Faster! Please, let me cum!'

Warning; sub!bottom!idia, dom!top!male!reader, mentions of overstimulation & mind-break.

Idia Shroud [Twisted Wonderland]

Please, enjoy the event~

The sound was like a distant, muffled sound. He heard it but he couldn't focus on it at all. His teammates were trying to call him since he afk'ed in the middle of the match, but Idia did not respond.

His mic was muted to avoid any kind of embarrassing moment but still, he struggled to hold back any kind of lewd, erotic noises to slip out of his lips.

Idia doesn't quite remember how it happened, maybe they were horny or they made a bet, but that didn't matter right now. The throbbing cock inside him was reason enough to make him ignore any other thing aside from the feeling of his inside being stretched wide open by his boyfriend's cock.

His body was slouched over his desk, quivering as he felt pressure on his prostate, causing his erected dick to leak pre-cum. He was naked from the waist down, while (M/n) remained, practically, fully dressed. His hands were holding gently onto his hips, and Idia closed his eyes as he felt shivers run down his body. His walls twitched around (M/n)'s cock, and he had to bite his lips and hold his breath to not moan.

Slow and hesitant, Idia began raising his hips before going back down, after a few seconds fully riding his boyfriend's cock. His mouth opened wide, ragged breaths and quiet whines reaching their ears. (M/n) nibbled his bottom lip, observing how his throbbing cock disappeared inside Idia, his hands holding onto his pale cheeks and spreading them, watching how his tight hole was able to take every inch inside him.

"(M/n)..." Idia glanced over his shoulder, his glossy yellow eyes stared at him with want, a dark blush coloring his face, "Please, fuck me..." He mumbled, grinding his hips as he pleaded with his eyes.

Holding back a smirk, (M/n) stood up from the chair, pushing it back as he did, and he tightened his grip on Idia's hips. His thrust started slow, teasing the long-haired male with his steady pace. Idia whined, moving his body to make (M/n) fuck him deeper and faster, whimpering out for more.

"More... faster~" he mumbled, tears threatening to fall down his face as he felt the desperate need to cum. He had been dripping pre-cum for a while now, but he couldn't quite cum unless he was roughly fucked by (M/n). "I wanna cum..."

Letting out a low groan, (M/n) reached his hands to grab a hold of Idia's wrists, making him arch his back with a quiet gasp, soon turning into a loud, drawn-out moan. His eyes rolled into the back of his eyes, crying out (M/n)'s name as he felt his twitching insides being pounded how he wanted, his prostate being stimulated to the point of causing his tears to fall.

(M/n) was kinda glad that Idia had made his room soundproof -and that Ortho was spending time with the rest of the first years-, he wouldn't want any other person listening to the melodic sound of Idia's moans and whimpers.

"Faster! Fuck~" Idia's legs trembled, his mouth was wide open, his tongue so close to sticking out from the pleasure, "Please, let me cum!" Drool dripped down his chin as he pleaded, his mind thoroughly fucked by this point, unable to think of anything else other than cumming, staining his desk, the floor, anything.

(M/n) let go of one of Idia's forearms, wrapping it around his slim waist instead, burying his face on the third year's neck, biting and licking on his sensitive pale skin, his thrusts hitting deeper inside him, causing his body to tense and quiver as he reached his orgasm. (M/n) didn't stop, fucking him more and overstimulating him, his cum dripping to the floor.

Idia's body went limp, his mind blanks as he finally got to cum. (M/n) held him close, pulling out and hearing Idia's quiet whimper as his warm cum began slowly sliding out of his fucked hole.

[aki-shun]

Concubine Of The Red King [M!Reader x Riddle Rosehearts]

Forget his appearance in the game as Riddle is an adult in this story. Not much of an exaggeration, he just longer and that's it.

You will hardly see the name 'Riddle' at the beginning of the article, but towards the end of the article this will increase.😏

Warning: V!rg!n Riddle, Little hard(?), Smut, Grammatical errors, Not proofread

The clouds were already starting to gather. Even nature now operated according to the rules set by the kingdom. Not a thunder or a raindrop has landed on the earth, at least for now. This time it would be different from what seen since you arrived. You barely let out your deep breath. Because you know that if it goes on like this, you're the one who will be there next time. And it depends on a single sentence that comes out of his mouth.

You have been in the palace for 2 years. You don't know why, but suddenly you find yourself the concubine of the king who took the throne. Actually, it's probably because of your family, but that's not the point right now. You have seldom seen the face of the king since you came. You haven't had a relationship with him yet, and not just you. None of his other concubines had an affair with the king. The king did not have a partner, and yet he was not interested in any concubines. There were three other concubines with you. And now that number would be reduced.

Even after all these years, the King was not with anyone. Except for you, all the concubines were complaining about this situation. And the situation gave rise to silent gossip and incidents. One of the concubines was spreading rumors about the King's behavior. 'He doesn't stay with us because his tool is small, and yet he has a concubine.' 'It should definitely be a sub. Someone who likes to be fucked by others.' 'Have you seen Trey, the King's right-hand man, he's very friendly with the King. There must be a relationship between them. For the King neither chooses a partner nor spends the night with us.' and more of these rumors. You and the other two concubines were uncomfortable with this situation because your head was no longer above your neck because of these rumors. At the same time, the concubine who spread these rumors could not be said to be a very good person. They was causing problems for other concubines, including you. And now they was under the guillotine.

Another concubine, who could not stand what this concubine did, requested a private meeting with the King herself and complained about the concubine. Hearing this, the King was not very happy. His face turned the color of the red roses in the garden and he gave the order to the soldiers. This situation was a special situation that took place inside the palace, so it would not take place in the courtyard of the city like other executions, but in the garden behind the palace itself. Another feature that distinguishes it from other executions is that you could watch some executions as concubines, but from behind the crowd, depending on the magnitude of the crime. But now you are standing right behind the King. The king himself ordered you to watch this situation from the front as concubines. An order that tastes like a lesson to you. A lesson that foreshadows what will happen to you if something like this happens. You peeked into the king's face. His red hair framed his face. His gray eyes were as dull as the expression on his face right now. He was sitting on his red throne, just like everything else in the palace. You can tell from the way he sits that he has all the authority. You were just behind the throne, while the other two concubines were standing just to your left. Trey, the king's right-hand man, was just a few steps behind you. Even if you couldn't see it, you could feel that he was looking at you. You looking at the other concubines. One of them had a terrified expression on their face, and if you had called them, they would have started crying immediately. The other was not so tense. After all, they was getting rid of that concubine now. And now they was under the second guillotine.

While the last words of the concubine were taken before them head was taken, the concubine revealed the secret of the concubine who had revealed them. The other concubine was having an affair with a soldier from within the palace because the king was not interested in them. Moreover, besides you concubines, a few more soldiers knew about this relationship. When the king learned of this, his face was turning into blood red on. He suddenly turned to his left and looked at the concubine. The concubine began to deny it, but suddenly Trey interrupted them. He was informed by other soldiers and the certainty of the situation was understood. The concubine and them lover joined the other concubine under the guillotine.You and the other concubine are now the only concubines left.

A little sketch I drew after writing the article. Now go and be blessed.

You were having breakfast with other concubine. Neither of you has been well since the incident you witnessed yesterday. Especially your friend. Their not the type to watch these things happen, and you could never calm them down after the execution was over. They only calmed down when they was tired and enslaved to sleep.

'Are we next?'

The room fell silent. The concubine's eyes began to water again and roll down them cheeks.

'We didn't do anything wrong. As long as we don't, we're safe.'

As soon as you finished your sentence, soldiers filled the room. They took you and your friend to a hall in the part of the palace that you don't visit much. You saw them. The king and his right hand were drinking tea and eating tarts. Riddle Rosehearts, King of the Queendom of Roses, or 'Red King' in the mouth of Ace, a friend of yours who is a soldier in the palace. The two of them seemed to be chatting before you two entered the room, so of course they stopped talking when you walked in. After a moment of silence, Trey began to speak.

'The events that happened yesterday happened because of the learned facts. If those two hadn't committed crimes they shouldn't have done, they would be with us now. Because of this incident, both the name of our king and the name of the kingdom were tarnished. Therefore, you concubines are now under surveillance. But first of all..'

Trey reviewed the papers he was holding. Then he looked at you two again.

'We did not break any of the rules you mentioned.'

'279. According to the rule, concubines must be subject to the king. They both broke that rule. Likewise, according to rule 302, a concubine cannot be with anyone other than the king.'

You spoke. With these words, all eyes were on you. Even the king who hasn't looked your way since you entered the room. His facial expression was not very encouraging.

'Maybe you might be treating us like idiots just because we're concubines, but we're not. We know why those two were executed and their crimes.'

'Even if you didn't say it orally - that's the nature of your speech to us. But I will say something to you. Those two were executed for breaking the rules. Have you ever wondered why they broke these rules? Our esteemed king, have I ever done to concubines what a king ought to do. A whole two years is just easy to say. But only we know how long that period is. So I ask you, King Rosehearts, why do you keep us concubines in the palace against your will.'

'I didn't tell you you were stupid [last name].'

Silence. Nobody was talking. Your friend standing next to you was looking at you in surprise. Likewise, Trey was looking at you with the same expression, even the soldiers in the room. Only one person was looking at you with that a difrent expression. Riddle was looking at you with an even stranger expression. No wonder or anger. He turned his eyes away from you and looked at your friend next to you.

'You. Do you want to be freed?'

As can be seen from the expression on they face, your friend turned to the king in fear and stammered something.

'As you see fit, my king, so yeah-noo i mean i just your highne-'

'Of course, sir.'

'Sufficient. Trey, collect this concubine's things, I'm freeing them'

Trey led the concubine out of the hall with a few soldiers.

'The rest of the soldiers, you go out.'

It was just you two in the room now.

You were sitting on the balcony thinking about that day. You thought something would happen when the two of you were alone that day, but it didn't. Instead, he continued to eat the tart, telling you to take the dishes when finished and left the hall. After staring at the dirty plate for a few minutes, you took it. You were now officially the only concubine because she didn't set you free (what we want)

A few days passed, maybe a week. After dinner, you were continuing the book you started yesterday. While you were reading the book, there was a knock on your door and a few servants entered your room. They said they will prepare you for spending the night with the king. Wait, what- You gonna spend the night with that guy? This was something you never expected. Before you could say anything, they picked you up from your seat and started preparing you.

I will say only one thing. You got a nice ass but my drawing style is like a shit..

You were standing in front of his door. Your thoughts are so crowded that you don't even know what to think. You knocked on the door and waited. A 'come in' sound came from inside. It's too late to go back now. He is busy with something on his desk in his room. You stand in the doorway and watch him. He goes about his business as if you weren't there. You can't help but ask.

'Why did you call me?'

Is this guy kidding you?! After two whole years and the events that took place? Youre sure to be missing a few boards on his head. You walked towards him. He was dealing with documents related to the kingdom. You wanted to examine him a little while you were this close to him. After all, you don't always see his face. You don't know if it's his hair color, but for some reason his ears were red. He was nervously filling out documents. His breathing pattern was too pronounced, you could even hear the sound of breathing. It was obvious that he was biting his lips. Wait, he was nervous. Was it because you are here now, all this tension? Okay, now you're nervous too. You don't know why, but after seeing him like this, you had a strange feeling.

'To do what a king does with a concubine.'

'Why are you suddenly doing such a thing?'

'Because I'm a king.'

'Why are you acting like that'

'How am I behaving?'

'After all this, you seriously want me to do this? Do not be funny.'

His voice echoed in the room. He was angry, but his face did not change color.

'I'm not funny!'

'It really is the business of a king to sleep with anyone who comes his way? Concubines, partners, prostitutes, it doesn't matter! A king can't sleep with everyone just because he's a king. If he doing this, that person will not become a king. Others were not worthy to be with a king. If I were with them just because they look good, I would not only defile myself, but also violate my dignity and principles.'

'Why me then?'

'I was going to free you both when you came to the room that day, but you proved yourself by speaking.'

'This is complete nonsense.'

'So you wanted me to sleep with someone every night since the day you came and take a concubine to the palace?'

You don't know what to say in front of this sentence. So you came as a concubine, but still.. While you were thinking about this, he approached you and grabbed your chin and kissed you. (Finally the expected part.)

He was nervous and timid in his movements. Although he seemed confident and cold-blooded when speaking, he was rather shy. Maybe it's because he's a virgin. You don't know if he's a virgin, but he's definitely embarrassed right now. His ears were as red as strawberries. He grabbed your waist and pulled you towards him. But he couldn't even do that properly. Well, if our king is shy and doesn't know exactly what to do then you should help him as his beloved concubine. You wrapped your arms around his neck and stuck your tongue in his mouth. He was obviously taken aback by what he had done, but he didn't care. He slowly led you to the bed and climbed on top of you. He looked at you but then immediately turned his head. He took some oil from his nightstand and poured it on his hand. He braced his fingers at the entrance and looked at you as if asking your permission. You nodded your head in agreement, then swallowed lightly and inserted two fingers. The cold of the oil made you shiver, but your grumpy Riddle couldn't help but feel the warmth inside. He twisted his fingers in it and started scissoring. You were covering your mouth with your right hand to hold back your own voice. He was twisting his fingers as if he was searching for something inside you. He suddenly pressed his fingers to a point. Your moaning became one as he pressed on that part. He continued to press on that point. As he continued to press on that spot, his moans became harder to hold and your legs trembled with every movement. Riddle was trying to keep your legs open with his other hand on the loose. You could feel yourself approaching climax when he pulled his fingers away. After whining a little, you realized that he was preparing herself. It was 5.5 or 6 inches. He placed his head carefully, but tucked the rest in. It was hard for you to hold back your moan. He pulled the hand that you had covered and locked it above your head with the other hand.

'I want to hear your moans.'

He turned you face down and lifted your ass in the air. He held your hips tightly, but not so hard to leave a mark. He bent over you and started sucking on your neck. His hips were in no particular order. He was moving with firm steps, though not fast. You could hear Riddle's grunts. He grabbed your hair, causing you to lift your head.

'Moan my name… groan my name!'

His voice sounded like he was needy. But what could you do? The king's orders are to be carried out. Riddle.. A-ahh Ri.ddle You moaned his name every time he hit you. Even though his stride was erratic, he managed to hit that spot well. He pulled your hair back, making you look at him. He pulled you back into a long kiss. Unlike your first kiss, this one was more successful. You felt yourself approaching the climax again. Ridd-le.. Riddle ı-ı gona be c..cum. It didn't take long for you to cum after you said that sentence. Riddle didn't stop, even though you've only just vacated. He was chasing after his own pleasure. The closer you got, the tighter your hips tightened. It would leave a mark. His growls increased, his pace increased compared to before, and his steps deepened. After the last few moves, it emptied into you. Breathless, he turned you on his back again after he had recovered himself. He leaned over your collarbone and placed kisses there. He started to play with your nipple with one hand. He looked at your face to see your expressions as he played with your nipple. Your eyes were wet and your cheeks were red. There was a thin line of saliva running down your chin. He leaned towards your ear.

'The others made me very angry. The number of people who break the rules is increasing every day. I'll take my stress off you tonight.'

He went into the back. This time his pace was more regular. He threw one leg over him shoulder and bit the hickey into their calf. One hand was still on your chest. Riddle..RID-DLE Only his name was coming out of his mouth. And this situation increased his libido even more.

'Don't worry, sweet rose. This night will be very long.'

Tell the truth, are my arts really that bad?

[mariondeux]

Hi I was wondering 2 things. First do you do more then one kink in your posts.

Second if you do, can you do a Leona Kingscholar (since I see your starting to write for twisted wonderland characters) with a male reader where it is a yandere (Leona) teacher x (reader) student with non-con sex tapes, and blackmalling.

— SYNOPSIS ; Jealousy and rage seered through Leona as he caught you making out with your classmate in the hallways. No worries though, he could use this as blackmail to get you to do whatever he wants.

CW ; READER IS 18 YRS OLD, NSFW, Non-con, Jealousy, manhandling, violence (not too bad), a little bit of blood, biting, no preparation, raw anal sex, blackmail, non-con sex tapes

WORD COUNT ; 1011

PAIRING ; Teacher!Yandere!Leona Kingscholar x Student!Male!Reader

A/N ; Omg my first TWST request [cute] I hope this isn’t too bad!! And yes, I do more than one kink in my posts!

FEMALE ALIGNED DNI.

Leona walked around the hallways, out of boredom. He had a free period at the moment, and with nothing else to do, he mindlessly roamed the school, maybe even seeing what some teachers or students were doing.

He rounded the corner, halting in his spot as he heard what sounded like lips smacking and quiet moans. Leona stood there, taking in the sight of you making out with one of your peers.

His blood boiled at the sight. The urge to step in and tear the guy away from you clawed at his chest. His hands balled into a fist, a vein bulging from his neck as he watched the guy squeeze your ass. Deadly thoughts whirled around his head, but one little thought popped up. He could use this as leverage to blackmail you. 

Leona took his phone out and took a video of the two of you eating each other’s faces. After a couple of seconds, he took a couple of photos as well. He’s surprised neither of you hadn’t noticed him blatantly catching you two in the act. Oh well, this works for the plan he had swirling around his head. Making a scene here in the middle of the hallway could stab him in the back, so he’ll hold back for now.

He turned on his heel, walking the other way and leaving you two alone. You were so stupidly cute for thinking that making out with another guy that wasn’t him wouldn’t serve your consequences.

You were confused when you were suddenly given after school detention by Mr. Kingscholar. You don’t recall doing anything that had you deserve detention, well, except for making out with a guy in the hallways during like. But it wasn’t like anyone saw you two, so you two made it off without a slap on the wrist. Until now.

You let out a gasp as Leona threw your body against the wall, pinning you there with his hand on your collar. Fear and confusion pumped through your blood as your back throbbed from the impact. Before you could open your mouth to question your teacher, your mouth fell open and your eyes widened in shock at the sight before you.

“Y’see this?” Leona held up his phone, showing you the video playing on his screen. There, showed you and your peer making out in the hallways. You recall no one seeing you two. When was your teacher there? Taking a video of you two, no less. You felt like such an idiot for leaving yourself vulnerable at that moment. Maybe you were just too focused on making out with the guy that you hadn’t bothered to be on high alert to your surroundings at all.

“I can turn this into the principal, have you suspended, or even expelled for committing inappropriate activities on campus.” His grin grew at the sight of your blood leaving your face. He had you right where he wanted you, under his thumb.

“P-Please don’t, Mr. Kingscholar! I’ll do anything, j-just please don’t share that video with the principal or anyone…” Your voice wavered as your bottom lip trembled. You could feel your eyes beginning to tear up. You didn’t think you’d slip up this badly for fooling around a little.

“Huh? Anything?” Leona’s grin morphed into a predatory one, his green eyes glowing at your words. He put his phone in his back pocket, making quick work at ripping off your blazer and loosening your tie. Your breath hitched in your throat in shock at what he was doing. When you said anything, you didn’t mean this!

“W-Wait! Stop! I-I didn’t mean this!” You began struggling in his hold, thrashing around and flailing your arms around, trying to get his hands off of you. A threatening growl emitted from Leona’s throat as you began struggling, clearly displeased from your lack of cooperation.

“You said you’d do anything. Don’t go back on your word, whore.” He spat out as he grabbed your wrists with a bruising grip, keeping them in his left hand. His right hand slipped your pants down to your thigh, exposing your cock to the air around you two. He let out a satisfied sigh, unbuckling his belt as he pulled his pants down to his thighs.

Tears slipped past your eyes, dribbling down your cheeks as your teacher jerked himself off in front of you. You continued mumbling weak little pleas for him to let you go and to stop, but your begging fell on deaf ears. He got closer to you, spreading your legs a little so he could nudge the tip of his cock against your hole. You gathered up the last bit of your strength, using your legs to push him away.

This made him angrier.

“I said stop fucking struggling!” He bit down on your neck really hard, puncturing your skin with his teeth. Blood seeped past his teeth and fell down your collarbone. You let out a pained whine, your body nearly going limp, as all you could focus on was the pain in your neck. You sobbed harder, closing your eyes shut as you felt Leona shove his cock inside your ass raw. Without preparation, it felt like your ass was being split open. This painful feeling was nothing compared to being bitten.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking tight…” Leona groaned lowly as he began fucking you with little to no consideration of how you felt. The only thing he could focus on was the fact that your insides were hugging his cock so tightly. Each time he pulled out, your ass sucked him back in, practically begging him to bury his cock deeper inside of you. “You feel so good… shit~”

Leona took his phone back out, pressing record and pointing his phone down at the sight of his length pulling in and out of you. This could serve multiple uses, jerk off material, blackmail, etc…

You had zero fight left in you, letting Leona have his way with you as he recorded you two having sex.

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[kaisers-house-of-desires]

I'd like to request some spicy time with a rough, yandere Malleus. Pretty please? 🥺👉👈

Oh, dear guest. This was so much fun to write~ I do hope you enjoy!

Title: The King’s New Toy

Characters: Yandere!Malleus x m!Reader, Lilia Vanrouge

Contains: Dark Themes (Yandere), rough sex, bondage/restraints, toy usage(vibrating dildo), sinful magic usage, orgasm denial, orgasm control, Diasomnia has a dungeon, Malleus has two dicks

Fandom: Twisted Wonderland

Full request below the cut

All characters are 18+

MINORS, FEM ALIGNED, AGELESS/BLANK BLOGS DNI

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Rain gently pelted the tall windows of the castle dorm, keeping Malleus’s attention from the book in his hands. The fireplace he sat by was crackling with flame, warming him and the area with its faint glow. He wasn’t sure how long he had been sitting like that or how he ended up so distracted. It was Lilia bringing him a nightly cup of tea that shook him out of his thoughts when it was placed onto the table beside his chair.

“How long as it been?” Lilia asked, gazing over at the clock as he wrapped his arms over his chest. “I hadn’t seen you return.”

Malleus checked the same clock, noting the current time while reaching for the tea cup. “Almost two hours. An hour and a half it seems.”

“Kheehee~ My, he must be an absolute mess by now.” A playful smirk resided on Lilia’s face from the mere thought.

“I’ll pay him a visit shortly,” Malleus explained, sipping the warm liquid. “It’s a punishment after all. He will learn that his actions have consequences…”

———

Another thirty minutes had gone by before Malleus descended the dark stone steps of Diasomnia’s dungeon. Reaching the floor, a row of cells were before him, empty and gathering dust and cobwebs. A faint sound echoed toward him, and a sinister, teeth bearing smirk grew on his lips. It sounded like whining, whimpering. Anyone else may not have understood what it was, but Malleus was well aware. Walking down the hall, the sounds only grew until he reached the last cell, and inside was a lovely sight.

Near the back wall sat you, on your knees and riding an enchanted toy that Malleus had conjured himself. Your arms were behind you, wrists shackled with a chain leading to the wall. Your head hung down as the toy vibrated deep inside, your mouth slacked open as your weak moans bounced off the cell’s walls. Malleus gazed over at your twitching erection, how it stood full mast and ached for release. He chuckled darkly, catching your attention.

Your head shut up, and a look of desperation filled your eyes as you leaned your body forward. “M-Malleus! Malleus, please, I can’t take it anymore! This toy, i-it kept stopping when I was about to…p-please just let me finish! I need to cum!”

The toy was something Malleus concocted himself, having taken a standard vibrating toy and projecting a magic onto it that would sense when a person’s body is about to release. It would increase in strength ever so often, only to shut off when it felt the body about to cum. Such a toy drove you wild, as it not only denied you, but has also given you ruined orgasms as well.

Malleus pulled out a ring of keys, deliberately checking each one slow and precisely just to watch you squirm more on that toy. When he found the key he wanted, he opened the lock of the cell, letting the door open with a creak. “Do you think you’ve learned your lesson?”

Ah, that’s right. The whole reason you were in here was because he suspected you of seeing the other students behind his back. Though as false as that was, he was adamant on you not choosing him, so he resorted to other methods, methods he were sure would persuade you.

You nodded quickly. “Y-Yes! Yes I’ve learned my lesson! I won’t see the others anymore! I promise! I-It’ll just be us s-so please! L-Let me cum, and I’ll be all yours!”

Malleus raised his palm up and slowly lifted his hand. The toy followed the hand placement, increasing in speed and strength. Your moans followed, increasing in pitch and volume as your hips rocked back into the device.

“Y-Yes, yes yesyesyesyesyes!!”

You were so close. So very close—

—until it stopped.

Realizing once again you were robbed of your orgasm, you let out a frustrated cry, leaning forward and tugging at your restraints.

“Malleus! Malleus, please!”

“You poor thing. So desperate for release.” His voice was dark, sounding like it was laced with poison. “What makes you think you deserve it?”

“B-Because I’ll behave! I swear I-I’ll listen!” Your voice was full of panic and desperation. Your body needed to release or you swore you’d go mad.

As Malleus approached you, the sounds of his shoes clicking felt like heavy lead in your stomach, but your heart fluttered when he knelt down and grabbed your chin, forcing you to meet his gaze.

“Do you speak the truth?” he asked coldly. “Do you swear to abide by my wishes?”

You swallowed dryly, nodding. “Y-Yes, Malleus. I swear. I-I swear.”

He paused for a moment before looking at the chains restraining you as he stood. With a single flick of a finger, one of the links broke, sending you forward and resting your torso on the ground. Your ass hung in the air, the toy sticking out as if it was begging to be grabbed.

Malleus would do just that, grabbing the base of the toy before slowly moving it in and out. “Two hours of such torment. I’m surprised your body has lasted this long.”

You couldn’t answer. The only you could do was moan into the ground, the friction so much more delightful than the intense vibrating. You gently rocked your hips back, attempting to get more, but Malleus scowled, gripping your hip with one hand to still you before pulling the toy out.

“N-No! P-Please…” You whined into the stone floor. You were about to beg him to put it back when you felt something hot prod at your ass.

“One more time, dear…whose wishes do you abide by?”

You gulped once more, having to wrack through your recently clouded brain. “Y-Yours. Your wishes.” Then, as a, hopefully, bonus, you added, “I-I abide by my king’s wishes. I-I serve King Malleus Draconia.”

That seemed to do it, much to your surprise, as you felt your hole stretch to an unbelievable size. Such an action caused you to let out a shriek as your eyes rolled back, your body visibly trembling from the sensitivity of being played with for hours.

Malleus leaned down over you, his chest flush with your back as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

“O-Oh yes,” he breathed. “Th-This was definitely ready for me~ S-So tight~ Great Seven, I should have grabbed you s-sooner~”

Having waited until you were a bit more adjusted until he began to thrust, his dual cocks grazing all the right spots deep inside of you and riling you up more than you already were. His thrusts, at first, were slow, using the movement to stretch you more before or lost himself to his own desires. Your stomach bulged from his dicks stretching you internally, the stretch of your skin moving in tandem with his movements. Everything was enough to make you scream, which you did when he hit a special spot deep inside.

“There!! Right there!! Please!!”

He didn’t need to be told twice, as when he finally hit that spot, it was all he hit, making your mind turn to mush as you became nothing but a mere toy for the king.

“W-Wanna cum…please…! I-I wanna come, Malleus!”

Having you in that held position, he hoisted you up, one arm around your waist and the other on your neck, supporting your weight as he never once stopped fucking you. His cocks swelled with anticipation, throbbing with his own climax approaching.

“Who do you belong to, child of man?”

“M-Malleus Draconia! I-I belong to the G-Great King, M-Malleus Draconia!”

Satisfied with the answer, Malleus growled in your ear. “Cum, child of man. Cum for your king…~”

You didn’t need to be told twice as almost immediately, ropes of your seed shot out in streams as your mouth hung open in a silent yet strangled scream, body twitching and spasming as it finally saw the release it had been yearning for for so long. White clouded the edges of your vision, until your eyes shut, your body falling limp in his arms as your chest slowly rose and fell.

The guilt that Malleus should have felt was instead pride as he gave your cheek a gentle kiss, feeling more than proud with himself for having ruined you into exhaustion like this.

“You’ll be the best little toy for me, (y/n)~” he said as he gently brushed your hair from your face, giving you a kiss on the forehead before magically breaking the rest of the restraints and carrying you toward the steps.

[mylovelybutler-786]

— ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴄᴜᴘ ᴏꜰ ᴛᴇᴀ?

— “𝐓𝐞𝐚 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐭, 𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦?”

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≛ I write Headcanons, shorts, And scenarios

≛ When requesting I'll take up to five characters for Headcanons and Scenarios! I'll only take up to one character (unless it’s a Polly relationship request) at a time for Shorts!

≛ Please be a bit patient when requesting! I'll usually go in order in writing, so if I have lots of requests yours might take a while

≛ I only do Male and Gender neutral readers (sorry ladies)

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What I will write

☆ Character x reader, Poly relationship, Fluff, Smut, Dark content, Male readers, Gender neutral reader, Trans reader, Afab characters, Female characters, Sub Top reader/ Dom top reader, Sub Bottom reader/ Dom bottom reader, Male character, platonic relationships, killing, Con-non-Con, Con

What I won’t write:

☆ Suicide, Female readers, self-harm, Oc x character, Character x Character, HUGE Age-gaps, Abusive characters x reader

Kinks I will write

☆ Rough/soft sex, Face sitting, Breeding kink, Sex toy use, Praising/ Humaltion, Somophilia, Overstimution, Mutipule rounds, Sir/Master kink (etc.), Dress up (maid dress, Lingerie, cosplay, skirt), Feminization, Deep throating, Cream pie, Under the influence (Only in Con-non-con), Semi-public sex, Free use (Only in Con), Threesome, Size different, Tummy bulge, Marking, and most likely anything else that isn't on the won't write!

Kinks I will not write

☆ Rape/ non-con, Female reader, any smut with characters under the age of 17, Incest (Maybe Step-cest), Pedophile, vore/gore, gang bang, monster fucking, pregnancy kink, menstrual kink, any kinks relating to ejem, scat or necrophilia, Knife/blood kink, vomit/piss kink

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Fandoms!

I'm like in over 90 fandoms but here are my tops! Please feel free to ask if I write for any fandom I haven’t written down here!

★ Blue Lock, Bungo stray dogs, Dr. Stone, Obey Me, Alice in Borderland, Tgcf, Twisted Wonderland, Jujutsu Kaisen, Demon Slayers, Chainsaw Man, Genshin impact, One Piece, Black clover, Hell’s paradise, Blue eyed samurai, Sally face.

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[d3vilcvntz]

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